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