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INTERPRETAÇÃO
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Vocais
Dean Reid
Dean Reid
Baixo
Kieron Menzies
Kieron Menzies
Mellotron
Zachary Dawes
Zachary Dawes
Piano
Loren Humphrey
Loren Humphrey
Bateria
Darren Weiss
Darren Weiss
Bateria
Evan Weiss
Evan Weiss
Violão
Benji Lysaght
Benji Lysaght
Violão
Tyler Parkford
Tyler Parkford
Órgão Hammond
Michael Riddleberger
Michael Riddleberger
Bateria
Mikey Freedom Hart
Mikey Freedom Hart
Piano
Sean Hutchinson
Sean Hutchinson
Bateria
Woozy Biff
Woozy Biff
Harpa
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Composição
Zachary Dawes
Zachary Dawes
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Produção
Nicolas Jodoin
Nicolas Jodoin
Engenharia de gravação (assistente)
Travis Pavur
Travis Pavur
Engenharia de gravação (assistente)
John Congleton
John Congleton
Engenharia (gravação)
Dean Reid
Dean Reid
Engenharia (gravação)
Kieron Menzies
Kieron Menzies
Engenharia (gravação)
Zachary Dawes
Zachary Dawes
Produção
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Engenharia (gravação)
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Engenharia (mixagem)
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Engenharia (masterização)
John Rooney
John Rooney
Engenharia de gravação (assistente)
Jon Sher
Jon Sher
Engenharia de gravação (assistente)
Will Quinnell
Will Quinnell
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Letra

[Verse 1]
You don't ever have to
Be stronger than you really are
When you're lying in my arms, baby
You don't ever have to
Go faster than your fastest pace
Or faster than my fastest cars
I shouldn't have done it, but I read it in your letter
You said to a friend that you wish you were doing better
I wanted to reach out, but I never said a thing
I shouldn't have done it, but I read it in your letter
You said to a friend that you wish you were doing better
I wanted to call you, but I didn't say a thing (Two, three, four)
[Chorus]
Ah, I'll pick you up if you come back to America
Just hit me up
'Cause this is crazy love
I'll catch you on the flip side
If you come back to California, you should just hit me up
We'll do whatever you want, travel wherever, how far
We'll hit up all the old places
We'll have a party
We'll dance till dawn
I'll pick up all of your Vogues and all of your Rolling Stones
Your favorite liquor off the top shelf
I'll throw a party all night long
[Verse 2]
You don't ever have to
Be stronger than you really are
When you're lying in my arms
And honey, you don't ever have to
Act cooler than you think you should
You're brighter than the brightest stars
You're scared to win, scared to lose
I've heard that war was over if you really choose
The one in and around you
You hate the heat, you've got the blues
Changing like the weather, oh, that's so like you
The Santa Ana moves you (Two, three, four)
[Chorus]
Ah, I'll pick you up if you come back to America
Just hit me up
'Cause this is crazy love
I'll catch you on the flip side
If you come back to California, you should just hit me up
We'll do whatever you want, travel wherever, how far
We'll hit up all the old places
We'll have a party
We'll dance till dawn
I'll pick up all of your Vogues and all of your Rolling Stones
Your favorite liquor off the top shelf
I'll throw a party all night long
[Outro]
Ah, I'll pick you up if you come back to America
Just hit me up
'Cause this is crazy love
I'll catch you on the flip side
If you come back to California, you should just hit me up
Written by: Lana Del Rey, Zachary Dawes
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