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Lo, Lola, Lolita,
Where are you, Lolita
You are too young
Unseasoned, unsteady
Too fragile, not ready
To roam.

Please come home,
My Lolita
You'll have time tomorrow
To learn of the sorrow
Of Love.

Lola, Lolita
My little Lolita
Here in my arms
I'll shelter and feed you
Lolita, I need you
Come Home

Please come home,
My Lolita
You'll have time tomorrow
To learn of the sorrow
Of Love

Lola, Lolita
My little Lolita
Here in my arms
I'll shelter and feed you
Lolita, I need you
Come Home.

Music by John Barry
Lyrics by Alan Jay lerner