| Song | Lolita Elle |
| Artist | Jack |
| Album | The Jazz Age |
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| Lolita Elle | |
| My elle was kicking back | |
| Said "Honey, must you drive so fast?" | |
| We were young and high as summer | |
| I knew it couldn’t last... | |
| Taking the mountain pass | |
| She smiled and said "you know... | |
| Love like ours is as doomed and stained as snow" | |
| Through the corn and the cotton belts | |
| Southern deserts where we wintered | |
| Perhaps I merely dreamt it | |
| I mean who could eclipse the Pacific | |
| Take the roads of her olive thighs | |
| To the seas behind her eyes | |
| Our flesh turning to flame | |
| Starblind when we came | |
| "She had entered my world, Black and umber" | |
| How now I recall as history takes her | |
| I won’t forget what I said as she slept | |
| Oh my Lolita elle | |
| Anything but heaven’s got to be some kind of hell | |
| Yes I know the rules are though on the likes of us | |
| The damned and the beautiful as well, | |
| But it’s the only way, | |
| If we’re to get to heaven again. | |
| If I asked you would you believe? | |
| That the air there was warm and green | |
| We drove in silence many miles | |
| Through hazel towns and dusky streets | |
| Time will never catch us up | |
| Take the wheel while I skin up | |
| It’ll take a Golden Mile | |
| Or maybe five | |
| And then the sky was mad with stars | |
| We tore the desert like a scar | |
| We’d gotten what we’d prayed for | |
| We’d slipped from God’s thoughts | |
| These ember moments must sleep with the past | |
| We take the valleys far too fast | |
| And like our youth and the road below | |
| We both knew it wouldn’t last... |
| Lolita Elle | |
| My elle was kicking back | |
| Said " Honey, must you drive so fast?" | |
| We were young and high as summer | |
| I knew it couldn' t last... | |
| Taking the mountain pass | |
| She smiled and said " you know... | |
| Love like ours is as doomed and stained as snow" | |
| Through the corn and the cotton belts | |
| Southern deserts where we wintered | |
| Perhaps I merely dreamt it | |
| I mean who could eclipse the Pacific | |
| Take the roads of her olive thighs | |
| To the seas behind her eyes | |
| Our flesh turning to flame | |
| Starblind when we came | |
| " She had entered my world, Black and umber" | |
| How now I recall as history takes her | |
| I won' t forget what I said as she slept | |
| Oh my Lolita elle | |
| Anything but heaven' s got to be some kind of hell | |
| Yes I know the rules are though on the likes of us | |
| The damned and the beautiful as well, | |
| But it' s the only way, | |
| If we' re to get to heaven again. | |
| If I asked you would you believe? | |
| That the air there was warm and green | |
| We drove in silence many miles | |
| Through hazel towns and dusky streets | |
| Time will never catch us up | |
| Take the wheel while I skin up | |
| It' ll take a Golden Mile | |
| Or maybe five | |
| And then the sky was mad with stars | |
| We tore the desert like a scar | |
| We' d gotten what we' d prayed for | |
| We' d slipped from God' s thoughts | |
| These ember moments must sleep with the past | |
| We take the valleys far too fast | |
| And like our youth and the road below | |
| We both knew it wouldn' t last... |
| Lolita Elle | |
| My elle was kicking back | |
| Said " Honey, must you drive so fast?" | |
| We were young and high as summer | |
| I knew it couldn' t last... | |
| Taking the mountain pass | |
| She smiled and said " you know... | |
| Love like ours is as doomed and stained as snow" | |
| Through the corn and the cotton belts | |
| Southern deserts where we wintered | |
| Perhaps I merely dreamt it | |
| I mean who could eclipse the Pacific | |
| Take the roads of her olive thighs | |
| To the seas behind her eyes | |
| Our flesh turning to flame | |
| Starblind when we came | |
| " She had entered my world, Black and umber" | |
| How now I recall as history takes her | |
| I won' t forget what I said as she slept | |
| Oh my Lolita elle | |
| Anything but heaven' s got to be some kind of hell | |
| Yes I know the rules are though on the likes of us | |
| The damned and the beautiful as well, | |
| But it' s the only way, | |
| If we' re to get to heaven again. | |
| If I asked you would you believe? | |
| That the air there was warm and green | |
| We drove in silence many miles | |
| Through hazel towns and dusky streets | |
| Time will never catch us up | |
| Take the wheel while I skin up | |
| It' ll take a Golden Mile | |
| Or maybe five | |
| And then the sky was mad with stars | |
| We tore the desert like a scar | |
| We' d gotten what we' d prayed for | |
| We' d slipped from God' s thoughts | |
| These ember moments must sleep with the past | |
| We take the valleys far too fast | |
| And like our youth and the road below | |
| We both knew it wouldn' t last... |