sawyer brown
lola's love
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.