I met her in a club down in old Soho,
where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry cola.
C-o-l-a cola.
She walked up to me and she asked me to dance.
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said,

Lola
L-o-l-a Lola.

Well I'm not the world's most physical guy
but when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine.
Oh my Lola, L-o-l-a Lola.
Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand
why she walked like a woman and talked like a man.
Oh my Lola, L-o-l-a Lola.

Well we drank champagne and danced all night
under electric candlelight.
She picked me up and sat me on her kneev and said: Dear boy won't you come home with me?
Well I'm not the world's most passionate guy
But when I looked in her eyes well I almost fell for my Lola.
Lola, Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola
Lola, Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola

I pushed her away.
I walked to the door.
I fell to the floor.
I got down on my knees.
Then I looked at her and she at me.

Well that's the way that I want it to stay.
And I always want it to be that way for my Lola.
Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola
Girls will be boys and boys will be girls.
It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world. (except for Lola)
Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola

Well I left home just a week before.
And I'd never ever kissed a woman before.
But Lola smiled and took me by the hand.
And said:Dear boy I'm gonna make you a man.

Well I'm not the world's most masculine man.
But I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man. (and so is Lola)
Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola
Lo-lo-lo-lo-Lola... 

Berkeley Mews
 

The leaves of brown came falling through you,
Berkeley mews, I first met you,
I staggered through your chilly dining room,
Berkeley mews, I first met you.

Your kitchen sink was cluttered up,
So I couldnt shut it up for longing
I brewed another cuppa up
And tried to sneak out early in the morning.

I thought you had much better things to do,
Berkeley mews, I first met you,
Drowned my conversation with champagne,
Berkeley mews, was not listening.

I thought you were an intellect,
But now that I reflect, you left me reeling.
You made me drink a toast
And when you finished I was looking at the ceiling.

The flood of tears Ive wept thinking of you,
Remind me of that night in berkeley mews.
You know that you left me broken hearted,
Berkeley mews.