The Red Woman

I thought I heard she sang "I like your Whitman" the first time then "women" later after repeated playing. Maybe she is pronouncing it all strangely, dunno.

I like my candy and your Whitman?
 
Not sure but I don't hear "women".

If it's real I hope it's just a working title. Don't forget BTD was supposed to be called Do You Luv Me Yet? at some point.
 
Also don't forget Tropico coming soon.

"Music to watch boys" doesn't really make sense in English - it sounds like you're saying that the music is watching the boys. The 'to' at the end is a construction that tells what you're doing while you're watching boys - meaning, listening to this music.
 
ETA: Or, if you want to stretch the phrase out into a sentence, it would be something like: "This is the music that has been made especially to be listened to, while you are sitting on your banana lounge, watching the boys (or girls, or whatever it is you enjoy looking at)."

the first time I saw this "Piranha" magazine I immediately thought it was a joke! 

"Piranha" is a slang word for "slut" in Brazilian Portuguese. LMFAO!

Put me onto your black motorcycle
50's baby doll dress for "I do"
It only takes two hours to Nevada
I wear your sparkle, you call me your Mama
 

This is the question what keeps me awake at night

you actually all believe that she didn't make up China Palace ?
 
didn't she mention in a interview that she wrote her first song at the age of 17?
 
the song title sounds way too kitschy for a 12-year-old girl to invent and also that thing about strawberry daiquiri...
There is a lot of alcohol on her mind lately imo (don't try it Lana) . Oh and China Palace is only a hint for her new Lizzy Grant surf noir album Music To Watch Boys To...
 
 
anyways, Brooklyn Baby Acapella !! It seems like she knows the lyrics by heart, so why. doesn't. she. start. to. play. it. live. ????!!!!

first Brooklyn Baby performance 

Lana + Alex = YASSSS  

So it's:
 
You're hot, hot weather in the summer
High, high (I'm assuming it's high as in drugs) neglectful lover
Hot, hot weather in the summer
High neglectful lover
 
You're crumbling
Sadly
I'm sorry
You're gone with me

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interactive project coming soon

Off To The Races

Ride, there's no song that can make me feel like ride can.

Lana herself said that we're getting a new tour for the album next year. Rob said it's going to be huge, and he confirmed that she's coming back to South America.

I dunno, I think there is a difference between glamourizing death and having a different relationship with dead then most people do, as in fear of dying.
Lana fits the second part. She doesn't seem afraid of it, more like it is another life.
If that makes any sence at all

Lana + Alex = YASSSS  

Jared Leto and Lana shud get together !!!

Don't worry, Barrie. Taylor Swift will be calling you asking you to star in a knock-off of a Lana video before you know it. And of course Lana will ask you to open for her while she's dating Jimmy Gnecco.

Lana and Alex Turner Yassassssssss please, I think id cry

Could it be because of the child thing?
Barrie might not be the best influence on a kid, with his dark nature and questionable hygene
Hmm Hmm, who knows...

I mean, has anyone heard Is This Happiness?  

Exactly - I like that she is slightly nervous because to be quite honest it makes her seem like a normal person who has a passion for music - not the fame. It's all about art and music with Lana - she doesn't want the attention which is totally understandable. She clearly just wants to do what she loves. But these journalists just play on her insecurities and keep pushing in hope to get something out of her - because she doesn't actively talk about her life or anything because she's a private person and she has a right to be and doesn't want losts of attention like most other artists. 

Blue hydrangea, cold cash divine
Cashmere cologne, and white sunshine
Red racing cars, Sunset and Vine
The kids were young and pretty
 
Where have you been, where did you go
Those summer nights seem long ago
And so is the girl, you used to call
"The Queen of New York City"
 
But if you send for me, you know I'll come
And if you call for me, you know I'll run
I'll run to you, I'll run to you
I'll run run run
I'll come to you, I'll come to you
I'll come come come
 
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...
Aah, aah, aahh....
 
The power of youth, is on my mind
Sunset, small town
I'm out of time
Will you still love me when I shine
From words but not from beauty
 
My father's love was always strong
My mother's glamour lives on and on
Yet still inside I felt alone
For reasons unknown to me
 
But if you send for me, you know I'll come
And if you call for me, you know I'll run
I'll run to you, I'll run to you
I'll run run run
I'll come to you, I'll come to you
I'll come come come
 
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...
Aah, aah-ah-ah-ahh..
 
And if you call, I'll run run run
If you change your mind, I'll come come come
 
Ooh, ooh, ooh...
Aah, aah-ah-ah-ahh..
 
Blue hydrangea, cold cash divine
Cashmere cologne, and white sunshine
Red racing cars, Sunset and Vine
And we were young and pretty