作词 : Linde
Look at her move inside of 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 drownin' in honey bein' 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 the door flys open wide 
She says hey boy looks like you need a ride 
Like drownin' in honey... 
Late one night you'll be on the lawn starin' up 
Lola's room 
While the red hot blues flow out of her radio 
You're gonna wind up in her arms sure as there's a moon above 
And son that feelin' ain't never gonna let you go [ harmonica ] 
Like drownin' in honey... 
Can't get enough of 
Lola can't get enough of 
Lola Can't get enough of 
Lola can't get enough of 
Lola