Lil Lolita

Li’l Lolita, sweet little senorita Li’l Lolita, stop looking my way. You’re stealing my thunder, seeking to take me under Making me wonder with the games that you play. But if we were living back in the Victorian era You could be my sweet 17 If it were possible nothing you say would be sweeter. But today they say it’s quite the extreme. Down in the Garden of Eden Hanging out with the serpantine Don’t ya force that fruit on me, Li’l Lolita! Aw, Li’l Lolita Li’l Lolita, sweet little senorita Li’l Lolita, won’t you leave me alone. I’ve barely metcha, but I must never let ya Gotta forget ya ‘cause I’m accident prone. But if we were living back in the Praetorian era You could be the Emperor’s queen. If it were possible nothing you do could be sweeter But today they say it’s far too obscene.