57.5 - Lana Del Rey

Lyrics from live debut at Stagecoach

I go ATVing

I can turn a party out of every night

I still talk to Jesus, yes

But I still call up psychics when I need advice

I still fly commercial

You need an autograph? Shit, I don't mind

If you want the secret to success

I suggest showing up in a Ross dress

I got 57.5 million listeners on Spotify

Roger Miller made 'em laugh

I guess some folks still like to cry

I ain't got a man, but maybe one of them is a fan of mine

In that 57.5 million listeners on Spotify

I hate everybody

Lately, feels like everybody's loving me

Kinda feels like sugar

Sprinkled on the same wound they cut too deep

Doesn't really matter (Ooh)

They mind their own business, and I'll mind mine

If you want the secret to success

I suggest stop tryna hit it big time

I've got 57.5 million listeners on Spotify

Roger Miller made 'em laugh

I guess some folks still like to cry

I ain't got a man, but maybe one of them is a fan of mine

In that 57.5 million listeners on Spotify

Ooh, ooh

Round 'em up, round 'em up, they want the spotlight like

Ooh, ooh

Round 'em up, round 'em up, they want the spotlight

Lasso, lasso

I kissed Morgan Wallen

I guess kissing me kind of went to his head

If you want my secret to success

I suggest don't go ATVing with him when you're out west

(Tennessee, look at me)

I got 57.5 million listeners on Spotify

Roger Miller made 'em laugh

I guess some folks still like to cry

Now I got a man, he really wasn't a fan of mine

In that 57.5 million listeners on Spotify

Ooh, ooh

Round 'em up, round 'em up into the spotlight like

Ooh, ooh

Round 'em up, round 'em up, they want the spotlight

Lasso, lasso