Lolita
LolitaAlmost grownLolitaGo on home
Hey girlDon't be a dog all your lifeDon't beg forSome little crumb of affection
Don't tryTo be somebody's wifeSo youngYou need a word of protection
LolitaAlmost grownLolitaGo on home
Hey girlI've been where you are standingLeaning in the doorwayIn your mother's black dress
So hungryFor the one understandingLooking for a token ofBlood or tenderness
LolitaAlmost grownLolitaGo on home
Lolita...