Lola Ripe

I met her in a club down in North Soho
Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry cola
C-O-L-A, cola
She walked up to me and she asked me to dance
Asked her her name and in a dark brown voice, she said, "Lola"
L-O-L-A, Lola
Lo-Lo-Lo-Lo-Lola

I'm not the world's most physical guy
But when she squeezed me tight, she nearly broke my spine
You know my Lola, Lo-Lo-Lo-Lola
Well, I'm not dumb, but I can't understand
Why she walks like a woman but she talks like a man
You know 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, sat me on her knee
Said to me, "Little boy, won't you come home with me?"
I'm not the world's most passionate guy
But when I looked in her eyes
I almost fell for my Lola
Lo-Lo-Lo-Lo-Lola
Lo-Lo-Lo-Lo-Lola