tell me something, it`s too hot to be here
there are no trees along this river bed there`s just a house
with dogs and pictures of dead indians
tell me something, it`s too hot to be here
sticks and stones are the color of your skin
There`s a rabbit den and pictures of dead indians
and it smells like razor blades
I`ve been dead for days
tell me something, it`s too hot to be here
seems like I`ve been walking
with just the river talking,
only time goes by
only the days go by,
I`m no longer walking I`m no longer walking,
no longer walking
and it smells like razor blades
I`ve been dead for days
God bless Lolita
for taking it all away
God bless Lolita, Lolita
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