Lola R. For Ever

How do you dare talk of love?

If you've never known Lola Rastaquouere

She thought she was a he, he thought he was a she

But neither of them knew, really

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Crossing her legs round a fireman's pole

A shabby cat house for the happy few

Stripper on a string, foot in the queue

You hand two weck's wages for the ultimate view

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Her cyclop's eye in the middle of your head

An Oedipus complex dug deep in the sea

And when all's been done, and nothing's been said

You leave the joint, and roll to sleep

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

You run your fingers through her hair

Between you and me, her lips don't give a damn

She'll go down on you, still breathing air

The sun starts to rise, so do you, if you can

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Ra-Rasta

Ra-Rasta

Ra-Rasta

Rasta (if you can)

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta

Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta