Arcadia

Lana Del Rey

• D♯dim
  P1:
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• GHmiEmiGHmiEmi
  S1:
  My body is a map of L.A. 

  I stand straight like an angel, with a halo 

  Hangin' out the Hilton Hotel window 

  Screamin', "Heyo, baby, let's go"
• C6GDC6GDAmiD6AmiD6
  B1:
  My chest, the Sierra Madre 

  My hips, every high and byway 

  That you trace with your fingertips like a Toyota 

  Run your hands over me like a Land Rover
• GDEmiCGAmiD7D♯dimGHmiEmiDCGAmiGD6D7GHmi
  R1:
  In Arcadia 

  Arcadia 

  All roads that lead to you as integral to me as arteries 

  That pump the blood that flows straight to the heart of me 

  Ameri----ca  

  America 

  I can't sleep at home tonight, send me a Hilton Hotel 

  Or a cross on the hill, I'm a lost little girl 

  Findin' my way to ya 

  Arcadia
• GD♯dim
  M1:
  x-x-x-x 

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• GHmiEmiGHmiEmi
  S2:
  My body is a map of L.A. 

  And my heart is like paper, I hate ya 

  I'm not from the land of the palms 

  So I know I can't stay here, I'm not native, but
• C6GDC6GDAmiD6AmiD6D7
  B2:
  My curves, San Gabriel all day 

  And my lips like the fire licks the bay 

  If you think that you know yourself, you can come over 

  Lay your hands on me like you're a Land Rover
• GDEmiCGAmiD7GHmiEmiDCGAmiGD6D7GHmi
  R2:
  In Arcadia 

  Arcadia 

  All roads that lead to you as integral to me as arteries 

  That get the blood flowing straight to the heart of me 

  America 

  I need a miracle 

  I can't sleep at home tonight, send me a Hilton Hotel 

  Or a cross on the hill, I'm a lost little girl 

  Findin' my way to ya 

  Arcadia 
• EmiDCGCGAmiD7GHmiEmiDCGAmiGAmiD7GHmiD♯dimG
  R3:
  They built me up three hundred feet tall just to tear me down 

  So I'm leavin' with nothing but laughter, and this town 

  Arcadia 

  Findin' my way to ya 

  I'm leavin' them as I was, five foot eight, western bound, plus the hate 

  That they gave, by the way, thanks for that, on the way 

  I'll pray for ya 

  But you'll need a miracle 

  Ame----rica
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  D1:
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