Lyrics of Lolita Go Home - Jane Birkin

Lolita Go Home (original)

Tous les gens comme il faut se retournent sur moi
Principalement les femmes, je ne sais pas pourquoi!
Elles reluquent mes chaussures, mes chaussettes et ma jupe
J’les entends murmurer des drôles de mots comme «pute»
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Looolita!
Looolita!
Lolita, go home!
On me chasse de partout, comme une boule de flipper
Qui s’cogne aveuglement dans les machines en fer
J’ai tout mis dans un sac, des cartons et ficelles
J’pouvais plus supporter ces sarcasmes cruels
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Looolita!
Looolita!
Lolita, go home!
Derrière les volets clos, j’ai senti leurs regards
Et je courbe le dos en chemin vers la gare
On dirait que, vraiment, à tous, je faisais peur
J’ai vu, en rangs serrés, les femmes crier en chÅ"ur
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Looolita!
Looolita!
Lolita, go home!
Au wagon-restaurant, j’ai commandé un thé
Je ne fais rien de mal, j’ai les jambes écartées
Et pourtant, devant moi, un vieux monsieur salive
Et j'écoute le chant de la locomotive
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!

(translation)

All the right people turn on me
Mainly women, I don't know why!
They eye my shoes, my socks and my skirt
Hear 'em whisperin' funny words like 'bitch'
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Looolita!
Looolita!
Lolita, go home!
I'm being chased around like a pinball
Who bangs blindly into the iron machines
I put everything in a bag, boxes and strings
I could no longer bear these cruel sarcasms
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Looolita!
Looolita!
Lolita, go home!
Behind the closed shutters, I felt their eyes
And I bend my back on the way to the station
Looks like I really scared everyone
I saw, in serried rows, the women shouting in chorus
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Looolita!
Looolita!
Lolita, go home!
At the restaurant car, I ordered a tea
I do nothing wrong, I have my legs apart
And yet, in front of me, an old gentleman salivates
And I listen to the song of the locomotive
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!
Lolita!
Lolita, go home!