Lolita
Go on home

Hey 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 protection

Lolita
Almost grown
Lolita
Go on home

Hey 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 tenderness

Lolita
Almost grown
Lolita
Go on home

Lolita..