Lola

I met her in a club down in old soho

Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry-cola [lp version:

Coca-cola]

C-o-l-a cola

She walked up to me and she asked me to dance

I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said lola

L-o-l-a lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola

Well I’m not the world’s most physical guy

But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine

Oh my lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola

Well I’m not dumb but I can’t understand

Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man

Oh my lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola

Well we drank champagne and danced all night

Under electric candlelight

She picked me up and sat me on her knee

And said dear boy won’t you come home with me

Well I’m not the world’s most passionate guy

But when I looked in her eyes well I almost fell for my lola

Lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola

Lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola

I pushed her away

I walked to the door

I fell to the floor

I got down on my knees

Then I looked at her and she at me

Well that’s the way that I want it to stay

And I always want it to be that way for my lola

Lo-lo-lo-lo lola

Girls will be boys and boys will be girls

It’s a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for lola

Lo-lo-lo-lo lola

Well I left home just a week before

And I’d never ever kissed a woman before

But lola smiled and took me by the hand

And said dear boy I’m gonna make you a man

Well I’m not the world’s most masculine man

But I know what I am and I’m glad I’m a man

And so is lola

Lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola

Lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola