Song | Lolita Elle |
Artist | Jack |
Album | The Jazz Age |
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Lolita Elle | |
My elle was kicking back | |
Said "Honey, must you drive so fast?" | |
We were young and high as summer | |
I knew it couldn’t last... | |
Taking the mountain pass | |
She smiled and said "you know... | |
Love like ours is as doomed and stained as snow" | |
Through the corn and the cotton belts | |
Southern deserts where we wintered | |
Perhaps I merely dreamt it | |
I mean who could eclipse the Pacific | |
Take the roads of her olive thighs | |
To the seas behind her eyes | |
Our flesh turning to flame | |
Starblind when we came | |
"She had entered my world, Black and umber" | |
How now I recall as history takes her | |
I won’t forget what I said as she slept | |
Oh my Lolita elle | |
Anything but heaven’s got to be some kind of hell | |
Yes I know the rules are though on the likes of us | |
The damned and the beautiful as well, | |
But it’s the only way, | |
If we’re to get to heaven again. | |
If I asked you would you believe? | |
That the air there was warm and green | |
We drove in silence many miles | |
Through hazel towns and dusky streets | |
Time will never catch us up | |
Take the wheel while I skin up | |
It’ll take a Golden Mile | |
Or maybe five | |
And then the sky was mad with stars | |
We tore the desert like a scar | |
We’d gotten what we’d prayed for | |
We’d slipped from God’s thoughts | |
These ember moments must sleep with the past | |
We take the valleys far too fast | |
And like our youth and the road below | |
We both knew it wouldn’t last... |
Lolita Elle | |
My elle was kicking back | |
Said " Honey, must you drive so fast?" | |
We were young and high as summer | |
I knew it couldn' t last... | |
Taking the mountain pass | |
She smiled and said " you know... | |
Love like ours is as doomed and stained as snow" | |
Through the corn and the cotton belts | |
Southern deserts where we wintered | |
Perhaps I merely dreamt it | |
I mean who could eclipse the Pacific | |
Take the roads of her olive thighs | |
To the seas behind her eyes | |
Our flesh turning to flame | |
Starblind when we came | |
" She had entered my world, Black and umber" | |
How now I recall as history takes her | |
I won' t forget what I said as she slept | |
Oh my Lolita elle | |
Anything but heaven' s got to be some kind of hell | |
Yes I know the rules are though on the likes of us | |
The damned and the beautiful as well, | |
But it' s the only way, | |
If we' re to get to heaven again. | |
If I asked you would you believe? | |
That the air there was warm and green | |
We drove in silence many miles | |
Through hazel towns and dusky streets | |
Time will never catch us up | |
Take the wheel while I skin up | |
It' ll take a Golden Mile | |
Or maybe five | |
And then the sky was mad with stars | |
We tore the desert like a scar | |
We' d gotten what we' d prayed for | |
We' d slipped from God' s thoughts | |
These ember moments must sleep with the past | |
We take the valleys far too fast | |
And like our youth and the road below | |
We both knew it wouldn' t last... |
Lolita Elle | |
My elle was kicking back | |
Said " Honey, must you drive so fast?" | |
We were young and high as summer | |
I knew it couldn' t last... | |
Taking the mountain pass | |
She smiled and said " you know... | |
Love like ours is as doomed and stained as snow" | |
Through the corn and the cotton belts | |
Southern deserts where we wintered | |
Perhaps I merely dreamt it | |
I mean who could eclipse the Pacific | |
Take the roads of her olive thighs | |
To the seas behind her eyes | |
Our flesh turning to flame | |
Starblind when we came | |
" She had entered my world, Black and umber" | |
How now I recall as history takes her | |
I won' t forget what I said as she slept | |
Oh my Lolita elle | |
Anything but heaven' s got to be some kind of hell | |
Yes I know the rules are though on the likes of us | |
The damned and the beautiful as well, | |
But it' s the only way, | |
If we' re to get to heaven again. | |
If I asked you would you believe? | |
That the air there was warm and green | |
We drove in silence many miles | |
Through hazel towns and dusky streets | |
Time will never catch us up | |
Take the wheel while I skin up | |
It' ll take a Golden Mile | |
Or maybe five | |
And then the sky was mad with stars | |
We tore the desert like a scar | |
We' d gotten what we' d prayed for | |
We' d slipped from God' s thoughts | |
These ember moments must sleep with the past | |
We take the valleys far too fast | |
And like our youth and the road below | |
We both knew it wouldn' t last... |