Lola
I met her in a club down in old SohoWhere you drink champagneAnd it tastes just like cherry cola [LP-version: Coca-Cola]See-oh-el-aye cola
She walked up to me and she asked me to danceI asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said: "Lola"El-oh-el-aye LolaLo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Well, I'm not the world's most physical guyBut when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spineOh my LolaLo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Well, I'm not dumb but I can't understandWhy she walked like a woman and talked like a manOh my LolaLo-lo-lo-lo LolaLo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Well, we drank champagne and danced all nightUnder electric candlelightShe picked me up and sat me on her kneeAnd said: "Little boy, won't you come home with me?"
Well, I'm not the world's most passionate guyBut when I looked in her eyes -Well, I almost fell for my LolaLo-lo-lo-lo LolaLo-lo-lo-lo LolaLolaLo-lo-lo-lo LolaLo-lo-lo-lo Lola
I pushed her awayI walked to the doorI fell to the floorI got down on my kneesThen I looked at her and she at me
That's the way that I want it to stayAnd I'll always want it to be that way for my LolaLo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Girls will be boys, and boys will be girlsIt's a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world - except for LolaLo-lo-lo-lo Lola
Well I'd left home just a week beforeAnd I'd never ever kissed a woman beforeBut Lola smiled, and took me by the hand,And said: "Little boy, I'm gonna make you a man!"
Well I'm not the world's most masculine manBut I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a manAnd so is LolaLo-lo-lo-lo LolaLo-lo-lo-lo LolaLolaLo-lo-lo-lo LolaLo-lo-lo-lo Lola...