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Tekster: Black Francis. Lolita.

If you're sour 'cause some people
Tried to take away all your power
If you're bruised 'cause they hit you
When you refused

Well, that's the deal, you never heal
So best to hold your ground
You get your bone then you get thrown
In the dog pound

They can't touch me now, Lolita
They can't touch me now, Lolita
They can't touch me now

If you get kicked out
'Cause they don't want you to mess about

Well, that's the deal, turn your prayer wheel
And watch it go around
You get straight flush, you feel the rush
And then you come down

They can't touch me now, Lolita
They can't touch me now, Lolita
They can't touch me now

Have no shame, if there's nothing left
And there's nothing left in your veins
They can't touch me now

Black Francis