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Lolita Ya Ya
Nelson Riddle Lyrics

Ya ya... wo-woo ya ya
Wo-woo ya ya... woo-ya ya ya

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Merve Helin Yiğitmen

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta..

Antuan Clamaran

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.
She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.
Did she have a precursor? She did, indeed she did. In point of fact, there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, a certain initial girl-child. In a princedom by the sea. Oh when? About as many years before Lolita was born as my age was that summer. You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns.
Thus, neither of us is alive when the reader opens this book. But while the blood still throbs through my writing hand, you are still as much part of blessed matter as I am, and I can still talk to you from here to Alaska. Be true to your Dick. Do not let other fellows touch you. Do not talk to strangers. I hope you will love your baby. I hope it will be a boy. That husband of yours, I hope, will always treat you well, because otherwise my specter shall come at him, like black smoke, like a demented giant, and pull him apart nerve by nerve. And do not pity C. Q. One had to choose between him and H. H., and one wanted H. H. to exist at least a couple of months longer, so as to have him make you live in the minds of later generations. I am thinking of aurochs and angels, the secret of durable pigments, prophetic sonnets, the refuge of art. And this is the only immortality you and I may share, my Lolita.


Lolita, luce della mia vita, fuoco dei miei lombi. Peccato mio, anima mia. Lo-li-ta. La punta della lingua fa tre passi sul palato prima di bussare, per tre volte, sui denti. Lo-li-ta.

EK Edits

I made a video to this song on my channel called "Back Home" Check it out :)

joaomendes netogomesmendes

Lolita ,luz da minha vida ,fogo da minha carne. Meu pecado minha alma lo li ta.

dursun akkaş

kitabı okuyan baska bir supericigi daha

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Lolita Ya Ya is so plain, so weird, so simple yet is so addictive, I love it!!! I literally just synced it to my phone last night (downloaded it for free) and I haven't stopped playing it since I woke up this morning. I was up since 6:30 and now it's 8:30 and I've played it on repeat non-stop!!


you're sick , like me ...

Deyana Woolley

What meaningful lyrics

Wordling Skimmington

@Michael White yea these 12 yr olds where do they get them, they just don't make em with intellect do they

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