This Is What Makes Us Girls

'Sweet sixteen and we had arrived
Walking down the street as they whistle, "hi, hi!"
Stealin' police cars with the senior guys
Teachers said we'd never make it out alive


There she was my new best friend
High heels in her hands, swayin' in the wind
While she starts to cry, mascara runnin' down her little Bambi eyes:
"Lana, how i hate those guys."

This is what makes us girls
We don't look for heaven and we put our love first
Don't you know we'd die for it? it's a curse
Don't cry about it, don't cry about it
This is what makes us girls
We don't stick together 'cause we put our love first
Don't cry about him, don't cry about him
It's all gonna happen

(...)

This is what makes us girls now, baby
This is why we rule the world now, baby
This is what makes us girls now, baby
Why we rule the world now, baby'

                          This Is What Makes Us Girls, Lana Del Rey