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...