:::Lolita:::
I stepped off the train at dawn
Walked along an open road
To find you
You made beds at the gold motel
Sold junk at the carousel
To blind you
Lolita
You make my wheel, set me free
won’t you come home with me?
We used to meet at the waterfall
Pink heather on the fallimg wall
Nothing to prove
Drank beer from a stolen can
Smoke cigarettes when we can
Because we like to
Lolita
You make my wheel, set me free
won’t you come home with me?
Memories tangles up the spokes that
make my wheel,
Make my wheel,
Oh everything has gone wrong!
I left you at the gold motel
Selling junk at the carousel
That bound you down
Can’t find you now
Lolita
You make my wheel, set me free
won’t you come home with me?
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