My Sweet Rosie.. I'm feeling so alone Can you help me one night more
Looking back I just didn't know how to relax It was killing me all the time the evil one When she took my hand I couldn't see what she was doing I've always been so blind, but I am only man
My Sweet Rosie I'm feeling so alone Can you help me one night more
I tried not to collapse Oh I knew that it would be it It would be the ending day If you were to ever hear.. So I turned to run. I could not I was frozen Frozen in my steps, never to run again
My Sweet Rosie I'm feeling so alone Can you help me one night more My Sweet Rosie I'm feeling so alone Why can't you help me one night more
I want you back I just needed time to relax Cause I couldn't leave it alone. I lost all of my control Don't you feel the same...I need you to now to know That I cant leave it alone, that I cant leave it alone
My Sweet Rosie I'm feeling so alone Can you help me one night more My Sweet Rosie I'm feeling so alone Why cant you help me one night more
Southern California and on the beach in summer there were scads of girls just like Lolita. This piece captures the mood perfectly, in all it's innocent, not so innocent, vapid, precocious sexuality..........the 1960s......before psychedelics, before stds.......the land of milk and honey.
Directed by Stanley Kubrick, musical arrangement by the incomparable Nelson Riddle.