[Verse 1]
I've been wondering the city
Just pumping your album
Cause ooh girl it's perfect
Ooh you're so pretty (Yeah)
If your lips are fake well then girl it was worth it

[Pre-Chorus]
And I ain't like them regular guys
Cause I heard that you heard that I like the bad girls
But somebody's been telling you lies
That's not true girl I just like you

[Chorus]
And I don't care what they say
I'm in love with miss Del Rey
And I might not be your type
But I swear I'll treat you right
You say you like older guys
Mentally I'm ninety-five
And I might not be your type
But I swear I'll treat you right toni-ight

[Verse 2]
Your voice got me open
Your drums got me burning
Your strings got me floating
I swear I'm ain't joking (No mam)
And your videos make me want to start smoking
[Pre-Chorus]
But now I've got this smoke in my eyes
Cause I heard that you heard that I like the bad girls
But somebody's been telling you lies
Oh it's not true girl I just want you

[Chorus]
And I don't care what they say
I'm in love with miss Del Rey
And I might not be your type
But I swear I'll treat you right
You say you like older guys
Mentally I'm ninety-five
And I might not be your type
But I swear I'll treat you right tonight

[Bridge]
I could be your Elvis
And you could be my Princess Grace
At the chateau, ooh I love this place
Night swimming
I might even let you win a race
And I'm a breaststroke ace
Nowhere near winning though
Now we're in our room
And you watch me as I play Nintendo
I'd rather you would play
But hey whatever you're into
If it makes you happy then the Flower Cup is what I'll win you
You know I'm just playing, I'm just saying
Um, girl you're sweeter than some cinnamon
And I'm not meaning straight
I'm talking once they've put the sugar in
Like a Cinnabon, or something
I don't even know
And I, I ain't even write this
It's just coming off the dome
It's just coming from my heart
Girl, I don't know where to start
Like I love your face, I love your voice
And I love your freaking art
Ok, that was too far
I don't know you from a bar
Of soap
Girl, you're so dope
I just hope that I'm up to par
Yeah, that's it
[Chorus]
And I don't care what they say
I'm in love with miss Del Rey
And I might not be your type
But I swear I'll treat you right
You say you like older guys
Mentally I'm ninety-five
And I might not be your type
But I swear I'll treat you right tonight