Lola

She lives alone Lola, But every night she goes down, To the Chinese where She works very hard there, Sipping her cocktails. Expenses paid Lola She is performing For a cause, Her glances faking, A deep fascination, She wants information. She goes upstairs Lola Clinging on to Another man, She lays him down, down Almond eyes on fire, Seducing his mind Behind the smoke and Screenz-a, Lola is a Private eye, She well disguises Her lingering actions, No-one suspecting. At the Chinese Lola Killed all those Who did her wrong, Her soul is blazing With blood thirsty craving, No-one, objecting...