Look at her move inside of that skin tight dress

Don't it make your heart want to break right through your chest

And if she should softly speak your name

You can feel yourself bein' drawn into the flame

Like drownin' in honey bein' beaten with a velvet glove

Shot with a golden bullet still you can't get enough of Lola's love

No you can't get enough of Lola



Drivin' that hot pink rag top Lincoln car

Hair flyin' back just like a movie star

She pulls off the road the door flys open wide

She says hey boy looks like you need a ride

Like drownin' in honey...



Late one night you'll be on the lawn starin' up Lola's room

While the red hot blues flow out of her radio

You're gonna wind up in her arms sure as there's a moon above

And son that feelin' ain't never gonna let you go

[ harmonica ]

Like drownin' in honey...

Can't get enough of Lola can't get enough of Lola

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