I met her in a club down in old 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.
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said,
Lola
L-o-l-a 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, L-o-l-a 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, L-o-l-a Lola.
Well we drank champagne and danced all night
under electric candlelight.
She picked me up and sat me on her knees 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.
Lola, Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola
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's Lola.
Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola...