Lolita

Messed up a girl that grew beyond her means
Her body young, the line she could play
And he loved her freckled face so fresh to much to resist her smile or her touch

Let me sit upon your knee
You'll be my sweet, sweet daddy
My sweet, sweet daddy
Just to sit upon your knee
I'll be your honey bee
Your honey bee

Oh, Lolita
Tell me it wasn't me
Tell me it wasn't me
Oh, Lolita
Tell me it wasn't me
And then you dragged me to the ground, ground
Lolita baby underground
Lolita baby underground

She knew a chalk could get her anything
Her wounded eyes could buy her a star
So he gave his heart tied up with satin strings
You silly thing still beating the more

Let me sit upon your knee
You'll be my sweet, sweet daddy
My sweet, sweet daddy
Just to sit upon your knee
I'll be your honey bee
Your honey bee

Oh, Lolita
Tell me it wasn't me
Tell me it wasn't me
Oh, Lolita
Tell me it wasn't me
And then you dragged me to the ground, ground
Lolita baby underground
Lolita baby underground

He drove her down a dark street in a hired car
Hush Lolita, hush Lolita
He kept her neck warm with a wire scarf
Hush Lolita, now
Lolita's underground

Lolita's underground
Lolita's underground
Lolita's underground
Lolita's underground

Oh, Lolita
Tell me it wasn't me
Tell me it wasn't me
Oh, Lolita Tell me it wasn't me
And then you dragged me to the ground, ground

Oh, Lolita
Tell me it wasn't me
Tell me it wasn't me
Oh, Lolita Tell me it wasn't me
And then you dragged me to the ground, ground
Lolita baby underground
Lolita baby underground