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Lana needs to cover this song on Lasso This song is so Lana coded

Here are a few more songs which give haunting Southern Gothic Vibes

Awww I wish she dated him instead

I thought she was dating this Turkish hunk https://www.patronlardunyasi.com/yasemin-kay-allendan-ayrildi-lana-del-reyle-bulustu https://www.instagram.com/amerikaliaynasiz

These are a few songs that I feel have Southern Gothic Vibes to them

Apparently Lana has recorded God Knows I Tried Pt. 2 for Lasso and here's a snippet https://www.instagram.com/reel/C-LkqhVSnpL/

Lana needs to recreate this hauntingly ethereal song

I would like a mix of vibes like the music I've posted above for the new Album

Y'all Apparently this is the New Album Title

Breaking Delulu News Ok so apparently she's gonna be renaming her album and it's going to be called "Original Sin" and the entire album is going to be about Biblical themes, Adam and Eve, Forbidden fruit, Temptation, Fallen Angels, Tropico theme continuation and spoken poetry interludes. It's a sequel to Paradise basically but musically more experimental and she has worked with other producers this time. She's done with Jill Stroganoff. There's a possibility of Dan Auerbach's involvement in this album.

Lana needs to cover this song

ChatGPT : Creating a tracklist with 50 tracks is quite ambitious! Here's a lengthy Lana Del Rey album titled "Lasso" with 50 tracks:

Lana's going to cut her Birthday Cake on stage and sing "Happy Birthday Mr. President" to herself and announce that she's retiring from her singing career and is going to run for President and to vote for her so she can bring "Vintage Americana Vibes" back. #VoteForPresidentLanaDelRey Today's Setlist : 1. Happy Birthday Mr. President 2. God Bless America 3. American Flag (Cola) 4. American 5. God Bless America 6. Classical American (Backfire) 7. The Happiest Girl in the Whole U.S.A. 8. National Anthem 9. Is It The End Of America? 10. Swan Song

LA ISLA LANITA

So the exclusive insider info is that Lana has decided to scrap Lasso and has fired Jill Stroganoff as the producer and is now locked in a bitter feud with Shylor Crypt. So she's apparently planning a dark bitter revengeful album with Ultraviolent vibes and is working with Dan Hourback. These are the titles revealed so far :

https://www.pinkvilla.com/entertainment/hollywood/lana-del-rey-and-quavo-spark-dating-rumors-once-again-as-video-games-singer-posts-video-with-rapper-1303824 Ummm

Oh my God!!!! Her voice just rearranged the molecules in my body She doesn't even need any music. There's music in her voice. She should just make an acapella album with her sirenesque voice. She needs to drop Jill Stroganoff ASAP and record an Acapella album

Strong Like A Tree, But The Unlucky One

Can someone make an AI of Lana singing this song and add Met Gala Videos of Lana to it.

Taylor's song TTPD is about her secret failed relationship with Lana. Lana left her typewriter in Taylor's apartment. Lana used a typewriter in her interview video. Chelsea Hotel reference in TTPD is Lana's cover of Chelsea Hotel. It's so obvious that this song is about Lana and not Matt Healy. "Who else decodes you" line is about Tay decoding Lana's lyrics. https://youtu.be/HflNRdDN86A?si=lcP5OJH3Y6hXKgAh https://youtu.be/Jj_myXdOLV0?si=grDUsRuWIbG3UJp- https://youtu.be/RQMz4JDbtmI?si=SMGD38cvVIdr_x-x

Mason Jars I wore denim for the birth of your baby For the birth of your son On the same day, my beau-to-be Took off like a bullet from a gun Was a mix of bitter and sweet, you see One life starts, another's done I've always been a woman of faith, you know Sturdy as an oak, but fate's chosen one I'm sinking now With all of my Mason jars and worn-out denim All my gingham dresses, never worn but pinned on them Mason jars and tarnished silver My old pickup and my pecan orchard withered They really took the best of us, didn't they? Thought love would be plenty, but it wasn't The ground cracked, the sky cried The storm raged, but we just sighed I wore lace for the day of our vows For our day under the sun On the same day, my ma said she'd bow out That's just how it's always been for me, hon No room for change, no room for fun That's how it's been, it seems One love blooms, another's undone I'm going under With all of my Mason jars and worn-out denim All my gingham dresses, never worn but pinned on them Mason jars and tarnished silver My old pickup and my pecan orchard withered They really took the best of us, didn't they? Thought love would be plenty, but it wasn't The ground cracked, the sky cried The storm raged, but we just sighed All of my, all of my mason jars All of my, all of my mason jars All of my, all of my mason jars Blue, ah, blue All of my, all of my mason jars All of my, all of my mason jars All of my, all of my mason jars Blue, ah Mason jars and worn-out denim All my gingham dresses, never worn but pinned on them Mason jars and tarnished silver My old pickup and my pecan orchard withered They really took the best of us, didn't they? Thought love would be plenty, but it wasn't The ground cracked, the sky cried The storm raged, but we just sighed Mason jars, mason jars, mason jars Worn-out denim, worn-out denim, worn-out denim Blue Denim I adorned pearls for the birth of your baby For the birth of your son On that very day, my would-be spouse Packed his bags to be gone It was a mix of joy and sorrow One life starts, another's done Always been strong in faith, I was Like a sturdy oak, yet fate's chosen one Now I'm descending With all of my Blue denim and faded cotton All my sundresses, still brand new, untouched, forgotten Blue denim and worn leather My old pickup and my hay-strewn feather They say love conquers all, but not for us, I guess They promised it was enough, but lies, no less The ground shook, the heavens wept The storm raged, but we just slept I donned lace for our wedding day For our moment in the sun But on that same day, my soon-to-be mother Declared her absence, her excuse undone It's been the story of my life, you see No room for change, no time for fun It's been the same, it's clear to me One love begins, another's run Now I'm descending With all of my Blue denim and faded cotton All my sundresses, still brand new, untouched, forgotten Blue denim and worn leather My old pickup and my hay-strewn feather They say love conquers all, but not for us, I guess They promised it was enough, but lies, no less The ground shook, the heavens wept The storm raged, but we just slept All of my, all of my blue denim All of my, all of my blue denim All of my, all of my blue denim Rust, ah, rust All of my, all of my blue denim All of my, all of my blue denim All of my, all of my blue denim Rust, ah Blue denim and faded cotton All my sundresses, still brand new, untouched, forgotten Blue denim and worn leather My old pickup and my hay-strewn feather They say love conquers all, but not for us, I guess They promised it was enough, but lies, no less The ground shook, the heavens wept The storm raged, but we just slept Blue denim, blue denim, blue denim Faded cotton, faded cotton, faded cotton

Love-Filled Barn (Heart-Shaped Box) She looks at me like a country girl when I'm feeling low Been stuck in your love-filled barn for days in a row Pulled into your tractor beam, can't escape the trap Wish I could cure your blues with some homemade flapjack Hey! Hold up! Got a fresh concern Owe you forever for your farm wisdom to learn Hey! Hold up! Got a fresh concern Owe you forever for your farm wisdom to learn Hey! Hold up! Got a fresh concern Owe you forever for your farm wisdom to learn Your wisdom Carnivorous flowers hold no mercy for now Cut by straw and sweet hay, my brow's marked somehow Royal cow's deflowered, I'm in a dark rut Drop the lasso, let me hitch a ride back up Hey! Hold up! Got a fresh concern Owe you forever for your farm wisdom to learn Hey! Hold up! Got a fresh concern Owe you forever for your farm wisdom to learn Hey! Hold up! Got a fresh concern Owe you forever for your farm wisdom to learn Your wisdom She looks at me like a country girl when I'm feeling low Been stuck in your love-filled barn for days in a row Pulled into your tractor beam, can't escape the trap Wish I could cure your blues with some homemade flapjack Hey! Hold up! Got a fresh concern Owe you forever for your farm wisdom to learn Hey! Hold up! Got a fresh concern Owe you forever for your farm wisdom to learn Hey! Hold up! Got a fresh concern Owe you forever for your farm wisdom to learn Your wisdom Your wisdom Your wisdom

Yeehaw (Maha Maha) Every time you stroll away from me I regress to someone I can't see A secret hidden deep within 'Cause revealing it would surely be a sin Every time you say I'm in the wrong I struggle to just play along A truth I've kept from you, my dear I'm not like others, it's quite clear Yeehaw, yeehaw, wrangle, wrangle, Giddy up, y'all Yeehaw, yeehaw, wrangle, wrangle, Giddy up, y'all You're the cowboy of my dreams, long sought You're the cowboy of my dreams, that I've thought So if you think my light's from another realm You'd be correct, it's not just a whim I hail from a place beyond your imagination Where we chant "Yeehaw, yeehaw, yeehaw, yeehaw" Yeehaw, yeehaw, wrangle, wrangle, Giddy up, y'all Yeehaw, yeehaw, wrangle, wrangle, Giddy up, y'all You're the cowboy of my dreams, long sought You're the cowboy of my dreams, that I've thought Yeehaw, oh Yeehaw Oh Yeehaw, Yeehaw My heart is yours, forever bound I'll give my love, wherever it's found Yeehaw, Yeehaw, Yeehaw, Yeehaw Yeehaw, Yeehaw, Yeehaw

Ridin' (feat. Lana Del Ray) [Country Version] [Lana Del Rey:] I wanna be your sweetheart, feel your affection Spend all your time, love, cash, and attention Pick me up after class, be my cowboy maybe Let's hit the road, get a little wild and crazy He's got wealth, I'm dreamin', oh, he's my Southern charm Tasty as peach cobbler, I'll hold him in my arms I'm his country belle, he calls me his sunshine ray [A$AP Rocky:] Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a cowboy In my old pickup truck, catch me ridin' with my joy Uh, long hair, Lana, my southern belle You can see it in my drawl, in my tale to tell, oh Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a cowboy In my old pickup truck, catch me ridin' with my joy Uh, long hair, Lana, my southern belle You can see it in my drawl, in my tale to tell, oh [Lana Del Rey:] You say I'm pure perfection, your angel in disguise So give me all your whiskey, fame, dollars, and ties Pick me up after dusk, playin' coy, so sly You're the talk of the town, I'm your sweet ally You're ill and I'm kissin', under moonlit skies, listen Drivin' to the drive-in, lovin' and starry-eyed He's my cowboy hero, don't mind my wild side [A$AP Rocky:] Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a cowboy In my old pickup truck, catch me ridin' with my joy Uh, long hair, Lana, my southern belle You can see it in my drawl, in my tale to tell, oh Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a cowboy In my old pickup truck, catch me ridin' with my joy Uh, long hair, Lana, my southern belle You can see it in my drawl, in my tale to tell, oh Swingin', swayin', findin' all them pearls Tell her I be cruisin', I be twirlin' in my world It ain't every day, but it's every night That's just how it goes when you're livin' in the light What, what, tell her I'm on a roll Chasin' after dreams and you see me reachin' goals What, what, tell her I'm ahead I'm goin' full throttle, ain't no stoppin' till I'm dead, oh One big barn, full of country girls, no One big barn, all filled with southern pearls Lana, Lana, tell 'em how we roll Tell 'em we're just doin' it, doin' it with soul I said, one big barn, full of country girls, no it's One big barn, all filled with southern pearls, I said Lana, Lana, tell 'em how we roll Tell 'em when we do it, we're doin' it with soul Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a cowboy In my old pickup truck, catch me ridin' with my joy Uh, long hair, Lana, my southern belle You can see it in my drawl, in my tale to tell, oh Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a cowboy In my old pickup truck, catch me ridin' with my joy Uh, long hair, Lana, my southern belle You can see it in my drawl, in my tale to tell, oh Delicious "I'm a country girl, ain't no need for pearls, I'm delicious. Them city gals, they ain't worth a dime, I'm delicious. They make me sick, ain't worth a lick, I'm delicious. Let's chew the fat, 'bout where it's at, I'm delicious. Delicious. Oh darlin', you're sweeter than pecan pie, I reckon you're the one for me, Underneath that southern sky. I like the gleam of your cowboy boots, Hey, hey, hey. Keep them city gals at bay, Or I'll shoo 'em off like a scarecrow in the hay. Keep them city gals at bay, Or they'll be runnin' off like a storm in May. They're just plain wrong, I'm country strong, I'm delicious. They make me queasy, But you please me, I'm delicious. Let's chew the fat, 'Bout where it's at, I'm delicious. Delicious. I'm out in the barn, In my denim charm, I see you comin', darlin', I reckon you're the one. You're from the heartland, In your worn-out jeans, Said that I could be your queen. Oh darlin', you're finer than moonshine wine, Don't you look at them city gals, Just be mine, be mine. Kiss me like a southern breeze, Hold me tight, won't you please? Hey, hey, hey. Keep them city gals at bay, Or I'll chase 'em off like a hound on a prey. Keep them city gals at bay, Or they'll be runnin' off like a fox in the day. They're just plain wrong, I'm country strong, I'm delicious. They make me queasy, But you please me, I'm delicious. Let's chew the fat, 'Bout where it's at, I'm delicious. Delicious. I'm wild and I'm free, I'm as southern as can be, And I want, want you, boy, I want you, boy. I'm cool as a breeze, A lone ranger with ease, And I've got, got you, boy, I've got you, boy. I'm delicious, You can't resist this, I'm the belle of the ball, You can't dismiss. She's got country charm, I'm gonna wrap 'er up in my arm, She's the gal I wanna reminisce."

"God Knows I Fried" Sometimes, I wake up in the morning To rooster crows and sunrise skies It's so crazy, I could fry it like southern sunrise Put on that country melody Dance around in my old boots I feel free when I'm in the kitchen And nobody knows my burnt pursuits God knows I tried, with that cast-iron pride God knows I fried Fried, basted, and tried God knows I flaked, God knows I fried God knows I flipped, God gave me spice And God knows I tried God knows I tried, God knows I tried, God knows I tried Sometimes, I wake up in the morning To the smell of grease and golden lights On Monday, my oil's splattering But by Friday, it's finger-lickin' right Put on that country kitchen apron Wear my gloves in the grease I've got nothing much to fry for Ever since I found my frying peace God knows I tried, God knows I cried God knows I fried Fried, tasted, and sighed God knows I crisped, God knows I fried God knows I flipped, God gave me spice And God knows I tried God knows I tried, God knows I tried, God knows I tried So let there be oil Let there be oil Oil up my pan, oil up my pan Let there be oil, let there be oil Oil up my pan, oil up my pan And God knows I fried, God knows I fried God knows I tried, God knows I fried God knows I fried, God knows I fried God knows I tried, God knows I tried