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Hollywood and New York, Mr. Major
Then there's me, little queen of the stage, yeah
He's a god, one the stars call "Creator"
Hail the king of the industry players
Take off your business suit,
Sittin' in your lap for my interview
Hit it and run, let's hit it and run
Hit it and run the world
Hit it and run, baby, hit it and run
Hit it and run the world
Pick me up in your white Lamborghini
London town, you'll watch out while I'm singing
Glamorous on the stage, boy believe me
Keep your girl back, no competing
Eying you from across the room
Watching me, wa-watching you
Hit it and run, let's hit it and run
Hit it and run the world
Hit it and run, baby, hit it and run
Hit it and run the world
You and me on a spree, takin' over
L. Del Rey, hey! wanna be a soldier?
Hit it and run, baby, hit it and run
Hit it and run the world
You know this world is mean, nothin's for free,
It's money and technology, together we'd be deadly
You know this world is mean, nothin's for free,
It's money and technology, together we'd be deadly
Hit it and run, let's hit it and run
Hit it and run the world
Hit it and run, baby, hit it and run
Hit it and run the world
You and me on a spree, takin' over
L. Del Rey, hey! wanna be a soldier?
Hit it and run, baby, hit it and run
Hit it and run the world