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