Lola, Lola, Lola
Oh Lola, poor Lola
She went by the name Lola,
And she used to sit up in her teeny tiny nursery
And count wallpaper hearts
Over and over
And again and again
And she swore she'd break as many
Of men who didn't look her way
Oh Lola
Poor little Lola
She was just a girl next door
Poor little Lola
That coulda woulda shoulda happen to you
You coulda woulda shoulda been the one
But we're never gonna know
Since you
Arrived at mama's door
T'was 6:30 on a saturday
You just hit pedal to the metal
With vodka
Coursin through your veins
But you don't seem to care,
Although both of you fell so hard
Why would you proceed,
Proceed to break her heart
Oh Lola
That coulda woulda shoulda happen to you
You coulda woulda shoulda been the one
But we're never gonna know
Since you
Arrived at mama's door
Oh Lola
Lola, Lola, Lola, Lola, Lola, Lola
Oh poor little Lola
That coulda woulda shoulda happen to you,
You coulda woulda shoulda got off the highway
But you never gonna know, since you arrived at Mama's door
That coulda woulda shoulda happen to you
You coulda woulda shoulda been the one
But we're never gonna know
Since you
Arrived at mama's door