LOLA
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by Ray Davies
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I met her in a club down in old Soho where they
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drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry
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cola -O-L- cola
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she walked up to me and she asked me to dance
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I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said
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Lola L-O-L-A Lola Lo lo lo lo Lo - la
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Well, we drank champagne and danced all night
Under electric candle light
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She picked me up and sat me on her knee
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and said "dear boy won't you come home with me?"
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Well, I'm not the world's most passionate guy,
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but when I looked in her eyes, well I almost fell for my
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Lola Lo lo lo lo Lo - la Lo lo lo lo Lo - la
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Lola Lo lo lo lo Lo - la Lo lo lo lo Lo - la
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I pushed her away
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I walked to the door
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I fell to the floor
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I got down on my knees
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Then I looked at her and she at me
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Well, that's the way that I want it to stay...
(That's enough; you get the idea. Yeah, I know I skipped a verse...)