Down by the coast, everybody knows you
How you do, what you do, yeah boy you
Down by the coast, you've got every heart, and every gun shooting for you, all for you
But you fall harder than fire and burn higher and higher, mi amore it's you I desire
I can hear your voice and it's ringing
I'm in paradise and I'm singing
It's you baby, you boy, mi amore love
I can hear my baby winning
Dice up, cigar down, eternal sinning
It's you baby, you boy, mi amore love
Down by the coast, they've got a God, they've got a saint,
That's why they call it the holy place
It's for you, yeah you
Down by the coast, they've got their ways,
How they sing, how they sway
Singing for you, yeah you
But you fall harder than fire and burn higher and higher, mi amore it's you I desire
I can hear your voice and it's ringing
I'm in paradise and I'm singing
It's you baby, you boy, mi amore love
I can hear my baby winning
Dice up, cigar down, eternal sinning
It's you baby, you boy, mi amore love
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Beat Poetry
PoetryModern beat poetry, old school Kerouac, classic Lana Del Rey. If Lana Del Rey's music had an affair with Jack Kerouac's work their love child would be my poetry, set against the pop culture of America, the high of Cubano, the Lolita age where the gl...
