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...