Lolita

Lolita, almost grown

Lolita, go on home

Lolita, almost grown

Lolita, go on homeHey girl, don't be a dog all your life

Don't beg for some little crumb of affection

Don't try to be somebody's wife

So young, you need a word of protectionLolita, almost grown

Lolita, go on homeHey girl, I've been where you are standing

Leaning in the doorway in your mother's black dress

So hungry for the one understanding

Looking for a token of blood or tendernessLolita, almost grown

Lolita, go on home

Lolita, almost grown

Lolita, go on homeLolita

Lolita