Lolita

Lolita

Almost grown

Lolita

Go on home

Hey girl

Dont be a dog all your life

Dont beg for

Some little crumb of affection

Dont try

To be somebodys wife

So young

You need a word of protection

Lolita

Almost grown

Lolita

Go on home

Hey girl

Ive been where you are standing

Leaning in the doorway

In your mothers black dress

So hungry

For the one understanding

Looking for a token of

Blood or tenderness

Lolita

Almost grown

Lolita

Go on home

Lolita...