Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
This song is notorious for the opening line, “My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola”, but overall, the song is much deeper than that one phrase. Lana describes in this song how her promiscuity attracts the stereotypical male (desperately sexually oriented with a lack of commitment), even though he may be...
[Verse 1]
My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola
My eyes are wide like cherry pies
I gots a taste for men who are older
It's always been so it's no surprise
[Pre-Chorus]
Harvey's in the sky with diamonds and he's making me crazy
(I come alive, alive)
All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby
[Chorus]
Come on, baby, let's ride
We can escape to the great sunshine
I know your wife and she wouldn't mind
We made it out to the other side
We made it out to the other side
We made it out to the other side
[Post-Chorus]
Come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, baby
Oh, oh yeah
[Verse 2]
I fall asleep in an American flag
I wear my diamonds on Skid Row
I pledge allegiance to my dad
For teaching me everything he knows
[Pre-Chorus]
Harvey's in the sky with diamonds and he's making me crazy
(I come alive, alive)
All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby
[Chorus]
Come on, baby, let's ride
We can escape to the great sunshine
I know your wife and she wouldn't mind
We made it out to the other side
We made it out to the other side
We made it out to the other side
[Bridge]
Drugs, suck it up, like vanilla icys
Don't treat me rough, treat me really niceys
Decorate my neck, diamantes ices
Why, come on, come on
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh yeah)
[Chorus]
Come on, baby, let's ride
We can escape to the great sunshine
I know your wife and she wouldn't mind
We made it out to the other side
Come on, baby, let's ride
We can escape to the great sunshine
We made it out to the other side
We made it out to the other side
[Outro]
Come on, come on, come on, baby
Come on, come on, come on, baby
Oh, oh
My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola
Ooh, ahh
My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola
Ooh, oh yeah
Cola was written by Lana Del Rey & Rick Nowels.
Cola was produced by Rick Nowels.
Lana Del Rey released Cola on Fri Nov 09 2012.
In an October 2017 interview with MTV, Lana confirmed the song was not written specifically about Weinstein, but due to the rumors that it was and out of respect for the victims, she was cutting it from her live shows.
When I wrote that song, I suppose I had a Harvey Weinstein/Harry Winston-type of...