Intro: Silly me, forgot my pill again so easily I could forget my head if I knew how I'd have to wear my name around my neck Evacuee, evacuee style Ooh la la Lolita oh Ooh la la Lolita oh Ooh la la Lolita oh Oh ooh la la Pretty please with your head screwed on you said And I giggled all the way through your assembly I like the way you dont talk down to me I'm 17, I'm 17, I'll be 17 soon And its cold, and its getting on for chri-i-istmas And we must think about our families And how they will receive the news Your mother prays My mother says she can fix me Ooh la la Lolita oh Ooh la la Lolita oh Ooh la la Lolita oh Oh ooh la la Little things oh they easily appease me When little shts try to trouble me and tease me over you And I have to sing my guts out in the choir Before I'm free, before I'm free to go And it's cold, but you will not let me smoke your cigarettes In case I die, and you are questioned Or fired We try to kiss I think a part of me likes this Ooh la la Lolita oh Ooh la la Lolita oh Ooh la la Lolita oh Oh ooh la la Try to be cool but But I think a part of me loves you