She's a devil with a heart shape eyes,

Poppin' those red lip lollipops,

She's full of smoke and lies,

Beware of her nails cause it hops.

People say she's only a girl,

But girls don't go through bars,

No ordinary girl can rock that hair,

Only her who have some lip scars.

She smell just like strawberry,

But taste like a wild rose,

Yet those eyes are quite contrary,

Looking so innocent as it close.

Don't be deceive with her navy blue orbs,

Nor her sweet words on the phone,

She'll bit you then leave your corpse,

Cause she's Lolita on the tone.