Lola's Love - Sawyer Brown

Look at her move inside 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 drowning in honey

Being 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 and the door flys open wide

She says 'hey boy looks like you need a ride'

Like drowning in honey

Being 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

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

While the red hot blues flow out of her radio

You’re gonna wind up in her bed sure as there’s a moon above

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

Like drowning in honey

Being 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

Can’t get enough of Lola

Can’t get enough of Lola

Can’t get enough of Lola

Can’t get enough of Lola