I the aim of your fascination?
I the eye of your storm?
You call my name like in affirmation,  [bad word] right for my door
 [bad word] 
With your briefcase and your lust
You’re on a schoolboy kinds question
All our big deals in the dust
O-o-o-oh
Leave your pin-stripes and your 9 to 5
In my Lolita [bad word] on let’s dirty up your eyes
O-o-o-oh
 [bad word] 
Cause maybe I was born to make [bad word] like fire
In your blood, I’m your eternal Sun
Maybe I was born
To make you do some thing you never done
You’ll be forever young, 
I’m your Lolita
Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I’m your Lolita
Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I’m your Lolita
Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I’m your Lolita
Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I the cause of your sweet salvation?
I the answer you seek?
You say it all with no explanation
You want it, dive in so deep
 [bad word] 
With your briefcase and your lust
You’re on a schoolboy kinds question
All our big deals in the dust
O-o-o-oh
Leave your Win-stripes and your 9 to 5
In my Lolita [bad word] on let’s dirty up your eyes
O-o-o-oh
 [bad word] 
Cause maybe I was born to make [bad word] like fire
In your blood, I’m your eternal Sun
Maybe I was born
To make you do some thing you never done
You’ll be forever young, 
I’m your Lolita
Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I’m your Lolita
Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I’m your Lolita
Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I’m your Lolita
Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh