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 la-la-la-la 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 la-la-la-la 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 la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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