Lana Del Rey – Fishtail Lyrics

Fishtail

Lana Del Rey

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"Fishtail." - Lana Del Rey

Monday, 26 October 2026, 10:52 am

Album: Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Blvd

Track No: 14

Don't you dare say that you'll braid my hair, babe
If you don't really care
You wanted me sadder, you wanted me sadder
Fishtail, what's the matter? Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah

Skipping rope in the bayou, bayou
Slip softly into rain
Not that smart but I've got things to say
Palm trees in black and white
I like to watch them sway
You're so funny, I wish I could skinny-dip inside your mind

Lately, I've been thinking about how things used to be
Swinging in a nightgown underneath the old oak tree
Almost Victorian with you, you can talk to me
But, lately, I can see

You wanted me sadder
Baby, can't you see it? (You wanted me sadder)
For me, you are the one, and if I'm not the one for you
Don't you say it

I was on the stairs
Ella Fitzgerald in the air
Feelin' hella rare
Baby, if you care
Baby, don't you dare say you'll braid my hair, babe
Don't you dare say that you'll braid my hair, babe
If you don't really care
You wanted me sadder

Dancing there in the hot, hot sun
I know that we've got problems
I plan to address them another day
Palm trees in black and white
I see in technicolor
Maybe I'll take my glasses off, so I stop painting red flags green

Lately, I've been sunning in the L.A. riverbed
Wearin' nothing but the summer bruises on my knees
I like how you talk, how you speak, how you look at me
But, lately, I can see

You wanted me sadder (baby, can't you see it?)
You wanted me sadder
You wanted me sadder
For me, you are the one, and if I'm not the one for you
Don't you say it

I was on the stairs
Ella Fitzgerald in the air
Feelin' hella rare
Baby, if you care
Baby, don't you dare say you'll braid my hair
See, baby, if you care, then (don't you dare say that you'll braid my hair)
Baby, don't you dare say that you really care

Don't you dare say that you'll braid my hair
When you get home tonight
If you don't really care
Yeah, don't you dare say that you'll braid my hair, babe
If you don't really care, see
Don't you braid my hair
If you're not coming home to me
Ahh

You want someone sadder
Skippin' rope in the bayou, bayou
Slip softly in terrain
I'm not that smart
But I've got things to say

Writer(s): Lana Del Rey, Aljosha Frederick Konstanty, Jack Antonoff & Ann Tomberlin.

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