Messed up a girl that grew beyond her means Her body young, the line she could play And he loved her freckled face so fresh to much to resist her smile or her touch Let me sit upon your knee You'll be my sweet, sweet daddy My sweet, sweet daddy Just to sit upon your knee I'll be your honey bee Your honey bee Oh, Lolita Tell me it wasn't me Tell me it wasn't me Oh, Lolita Tell me it wasn't me And then you dragged me to the ground, ground Lolita baby underground Lolita baby underground She knew a chalk could get her anything Her wounded eyes could buy her a star So he gave his heart tied up with satin strings You silly thing still beating the more Let me sit upon your knee You'll be my sweet, sweet daddy My sweet, sweet daddy Just to sit upon your knee I'll be your honey bee Your honey bee Oh, Lolita Tell me it wasn't me Tell me it wasn't me Oh, Lolita Tell me it wasn't me And then you dragged me to the ground, ground Lolita baby underground Lolita baby underground He drove her down a dark street in a hired car Hush Lolita, hush Lolita He kept her neck warm with a wire scarf Hush Lolita, now Lolita's underground Lolita's underground Lolita's underground Lolita's underground Lolita's underground Oh, Lolita Tell me it wasn't me Tell me it wasn't me Oh, Lolita Tell me it wasn't me And then you dragged me to the ground, ground Oh, Lolita Tell me it wasn't me Tell me it wasn't me Oh, Lolita Tell me it wasn't me And then you dragged me to the ground, ground Lolita baby underground Lolita baby underground