Song | Lolita |
Artist | Throw Me the Statue |
Album | Moonbeams |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lolita, I gotta see ya | |
I got a fire when she pulls me in | |
Those young girls love automatic | |
I want to make you lose your brain | |
For all I know | |
Come on over and she's pulling at my shirt | |
Like she's telling me to stay | |
Well, take a look over here | |
C'mon, I got the bullets in my head | |
And she asks me why I care | |
Shakin' off the dusty cape | |
Lacin' it up again | |
‘Cause she used to love it | |
So I bury my shame | |
She was nineteen and we all rearrange | |
We could do it all and it'd all go faster | |
Things could multiply at appalling rates | |
Then we'd lose our heads | |
And we'd still go faster | |
Even on our birthdays | |
Every night I pray | |
She comes around my house to stay | |
And every night I pray | |
She comes around my house to stay | |
The hunger has not receded | |
Those little moments when it wraps my head | |
The feeblest offers are taking it off | |
‘Cause with all my heart in with blood | |
Shakin' off the dusty cape | |
Lacin' it up again | |
‘Cause she used to love it | |
So I bury my shame | |
She was nineteen and we all rearrange | |
Alright, we could it all and it'd all go faster | |
Things could multiply at evolving rates | |
Then we'd lose our heads | |
And we'd still go faster | |
Even on our birthdays | |
Every night I pray | |
She comes around my house to stay | |
And every night I pray | |
She comes around my house to stay |
Lolita, I gotta see ya | |
I got a fire when she pulls me in | |
Those young girls love automatic | |
I want to make you lose your brain | |
For all I know | |
Come on over and she' s pulling at my shirt | |
Like she' s telling me to stay | |
Well, take a look over here | |
C' mon, I got the bullets in my head | |
And she asks me why I care | |
Shakin' off the dusty cape | |
Lacin' it up again | |
' Cause she used to love it | |
So I bury my shame | |
She was nineteen and we all rearrange | |
We could do it all and it' d all go faster | |
Things could multiply at appalling rates | |
Then we' d lose our heads | |
And we' d still go faster | |
Even on our birthdays | |
Every night I pray | |
She comes around my house to stay | |
And every night I pray | |
She comes around my house to stay | |
The hunger has not receded | |
Those little moments when it wraps my head | |
The feeblest offers are taking it off | |
' Cause with all my heart in with blood | |
Shakin' off the dusty cape | |
Lacin' it up again | |
' Cause she used to love it | |
So I bury my shame | |
She was nineteen and we all rearrange | |
Alright, we could it all and it' d all go faster | |
Things could multiply at evolving rates | |
Then we' d lose our heads | |
And we' d still go faster | |
Even on our birthdays | |
Every night I pray | |
She comes around my house to stay | |
And every night I pray | |
She comes around my house to stay |
Lolita, I gotta see ya | |
I got a fire when she pulls me in | |
Those young girls love automatic | |
I want to make you lose your brain | |
For all I know | |
Come on over and she' s pulling at my shirt | |
Like she' s telling me to stay | |
Well, take a look over here | |
C' mon, I got the bullets in my head | |
And she asks me why I care | |
Shakin' off the dusty cape | |
Lacin' it up again | |
' Cause she used to love it | |
So I bury my shame | |
She was nineteen and we all rearrange | |
We could do it all and it' d all go faster | |
Things could multiply at appalling rates | |
Then we' d lose our heads | |
And we' d still go faster | |
Even on our birthdays | |
Every night I pray | |
She comes around my house to stay | |
And every night I pray | |
She comes around my house to stay | |
The hunger has not receded | |
Those little moments when it wraps my head | |
The feeblest offers are taking it off | |
' Cause with all my heart in with blood | |
Shakin' off the dusty cape | |
Lacin' it up again | |
' Cause she used to love it | |
So I bury my shame | |
She was nineteen and we all rearrange | |
Alright, we could it all and it' d all go faster | |
Things could multiply at evolving rates | |
Then we' d lose our heads | |
And we' d still go faster | |
Even on our birthdays | |
Every night I pray | |
She comes around my house to stay | |
And every night I pray | |
She comes around my house to stay |