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| E | I | met her in a club down in old Soho |
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| A | D | A | E | Where you | drink champagne and it | tastes just like | cherry | Cola |
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| E | She | walked up to me and she asked me to dance |
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| A | D | A | E | I | asked her her name and in a | dark brown voice she | said | Lola |
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| A | D | C | D | E | L-O-L-A Lo | la | la-la-la-la Lo | la | | |
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| E | Well | I'm not the world's most physical guy |
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But when she sqeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine |
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Oh my Lola la-la-la-la Lola |
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Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand |
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Why she walked like a woman but talked like a man |
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Oh my Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola |
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| | B | | Well we | drank champagne and danced all night |
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| | F#m | | | Under electric candlelight |
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| | A | | She | picked me up and sat me on her knee |
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| | B7 | | And said "Dear boy, won't you | come home with me?" |
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| E | 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 Lola |
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La-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola |
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| E | A | D | C | D | E | | L-O-L-A Lo | la | la-la-la-la Lo | la | | |
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| | A | C#m | B | | I | pushed | her a | way, |
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| | A | C#m | B | | I wal | ked to | the | door |
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| | A | C#m | B | | I | fell | to the | floor, |
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| | E | Abm | C#m | | I got | down | on my | knees |
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| | B | | Then | I looked at her and she at me |
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Well that's the way that I want it to stay |
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And I always want it to be that way for my Lola |
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Girl will be boys and boys will be girls |
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It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for Lola |
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Well I left home just a week before |
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And I'd never ever kissed a woman before |
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But Lola smiled and took me by the hand |
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And said "Dear boy, I'm gonna make you a man" |
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Well I'm not the world's most masculine man |
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But I know what I am and I'm glad that I'm a man |
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La-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola |
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Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola |
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