Jolin

Jolin, Jolin

Jolin, Jolin, Jolin, Jolin
I'm begging of you, please, don't take my man
Jolin, Jolin, Jolin, Jolin
Please, don't take him just because you can

Your beauty is beyond compare
With flaming locks of auburn hair
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green

Your smile is like a breath of Spring
Your voice is soft like Summer rain
And I cannot compete with you, Jolin