Lolita

Lolita

Almost grown

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...