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The Lana Del Rey-est lyrics on the new Lana Del Rey album

Guns, roses and tequila: we pick apart all the slow-burning melodrama that made us fall in love with Honeymoon

Lana Del Rey: three words that conjure up a California demi-monde of seedy motels, star-spangled bedsheets and homecoming queens gone astray. In the four years since “Video Games” brought her self-proclaimed “gangster Nancy Sinatra” shtick to the world, the all-American ingenue has seduced us with a songbook that's sleazy, sumptuous and drowning in unresolved daddy issues. Now she's back like the girl you just can't quit with Honeymoon – we took the record out for a spin to investigate the most 'Lana Del Rey' moments on there.

Lyrics:There are violets in your eyes / There are guns that blaze around you / There are roses in between my thighs and fire that surrounds you.

Call this lustful ode to a wildman lover overwrought if you must, but if my girlfriend wrote this kind of stuff about me, well... she just wouldn't, OK? Then again, maybe the 'guns and roses' stuff is a reference to her idol and rumoured former fling, Axl Rose (Lana already released a track called “Guns and Roses” on the bonus edition of Ultraviolence in 2014).

Lyrics: Velveteen and living single / It never felt that right to me / I know what only the girls know / Lies can buy eternity.

Is Lana's commitment to the bad lads finally wavering? She seems to be questioning her serial-dater tendencies on this song, which she'd always justified by telling herself that “lies can buy eternity”. Which sounds like something a merman would whisper in a perfume ad before returning to the sea from whence he came.

Lyrics:Sometimes I wake up in the morning / to red, blue and yellow skies / It's so crazy I could drink it like tequila sunrise.

Such is her flair for the fabulously dissolute, Lana can't even look at a bit of sky without thinking about where her next drink is coming from. And she's only just got out of bed.

Lyrics:You could be a bad motherfucker / but that don't make you a man / Now you're just another one of my problems / because you got out of hand.

Lana washes that man right out of her hair by switching up her signature male-female dynamic. Now she's the one with guns blazing all around her, and he's the one holding something between his thighs, though we're not sure it's roses.

Lyrics:'Cause you're my religion, you're how I'm living / When all my friends say I should take some space / Well I can't envision that for a minute / When I'm down on my knees, you're how I pray.

We're not saying Lana puts her fella on a pedestal or anything, but every time she speaks to him she ends her sentences 'Amen'.

Lyrics:Sun reflecting in your eyes, like an easy rider / Life makes sense when I'm with you / Looking back, my past / it all seems stranger than a stranger

Things Lana looks for in a man: (a) a driving licence, and (b) the ability to make her forget her 'troubled' past and bestow meaning on her crazy wayward existence. Really enjoying the 'stranger than a stranger' line here, too. You might as well say 'oranger than an orange'.

Lyrics:Dying by the hand of a foreign man, happily / calling out my name in the summer rain, ciao amore / Salvatore can wait / now it's time to eat soft ice cream”.

Being swept off your feet by an Italian beau is all well and good, but sometimes it's a distant second to a nice mango sorbet from the local gelateria.