Burning Desire
Lana Del Rey
( ) Every Saturday night I get Dressed up to ride for you baby. Cruising down the street on Hollywood and Vine for you baby. I drive fast wind in my hair I push you to the limits ’Cause I just don’t care. You ask me where I’ve been I’ve been everywhere But I don’t wanna be Anywhere but here. (Come on tell me boy). I’ve got a burning Desire for you baby. (I’ve got a burning desire) (Come on tell me boy). I’ve got a burning Desire for you baby. (I’ve got a burning desire) (Come on tell me boy). I drive fast wind in my hair I push you to the limits ’Cause I just don’t care. I’ve got a burning Desire for you baby. (I’ve got a burning desire) (Come on tell me boy). Every Saturday night I seem To come alive for you baby. Santa Monica I’m racing in The lights for you baby. I drive fast radio perils Have to touch myself To pretend you’re there. Your hands are on my hips Your name is on my lips Over over ’gain Like my only prayer. (Come on tell me boy). I’ve got a burning Desire for you baby. (I’ve got a burning desire) (Come on tell me boy). I’ve got a burning Desire for you baby. (I’ve got a burning desire) (Come on tell me boy). I drive fast wind in my hair I push you to the limits ’Cause I just don’t care. I’ve got a burning Desire for you baby. (I’ve got a burning desire) (Come on tell me boy). I’m driving fast flash Everyone knows who I’m try’na Get to you baby I’m feeling Scared and you know it. I’m driving fast flash Everyone knows who I’m try’na Get to you baby I’m feeling Scared and you know it. I’m driving fast flash Everyone knows who I’m try’na Get to you baby I’m feeling Scared and you know it. I’m driving fast flash I’m driving fast flash Everyone knows who I’m try’na Get to you baby I’m feeling Scared and you know it. (Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh). I’ve got a burning Desire for you baby. (I’ve got a burning desire) (Come on tell me boy). I’ve got a burning Desire for you baby. (I’ve got a burning desire) (Come on tell me boy). I drive fast wind in my hair I push you to the limits ’Cause I just don’t care. I’ve got a burning Desire for you baby. (I’ve got a burning desire) (Come on tell me boy).