La la la la la ha ha ha
ah ah ah la la ha ha ha

Hollywood & New York, Mister Major
Then there's me, little queen of the stage, yeah
He's a God, one the stars, called creator
Hail the king of the industry players

Take off your business suit,
sittin' in your lap for my interview

Hit & run, let's hit & run
Hit & run the world
Hit & run, baby, hit & run
hit & run the world

La la la la la ah ah ah
ah ah ah la la ah ah ah

Pick me up in your white Lamborghini,
London town, you'll watch out while I'm singing
Glamourize on the stage, boy believe me,
keep your girl back, no competing

Eyeing you from across the room,
watching me, wa-watching you

Hit & run, let's hit & run
Hit & run the world
Hit & run, baby, hit & run
hit & run the world
You & me, on a spree, takin' over,
L. Del Rey, hey! Wanna be your soldier
Hit & run, baby, hit & run
hit & run the world

You know this world is mean, nothing's for free,
it's money and technology, together we'd be deadly
You know this world is mean, nothing's for free,
it's money and technology, together we'd be deadly

Hit & run, let's hit & run
Hit & run the world
Hit & run, baby, hit & run
hit & run the world
You & me, on a spree, takin' over,
L.A., yay! Wanna be a soldier
Hit & run, baby, hit & run
hit & run the world