Lola

Lola

I met her in a bar in Madrid
where you drink champagne and it tastes like Coca-Cola.
She approached me and invited me to dance
and with a deep voice she said "my name is Lola".

I noticed something strange but I didn't care
when she hugged me, the sky opened up to me.
Lola.

And I danced with her without thinking
about what would come next, what could happen with Lola.
Lola.

And with the champagne bubbles
under the artificial light
that invitation sounded good
sitting on her lap I accepted.

And I covered my eyes so as not to see
that it was a man's voice in a woman's curves.
Lola.

Look at the legs on that girl
what's your name, it's not Carolina.
The whole world knows well who I am
I'm a real man just like Lola.
Lola.

And with the champagne bubbles...

Lola...