Well,
this is a story
about a woman from Denmark.
Her name was Lola.
And I was there for her.
And it goes like this.
I stood there in the hall,
she was there, she was small,
Lola that was her name.
Party started at eight,
I was showing up late,
Lola cried in this case,
when I said to her
Hey Lola,
hey Lola, please stay.
Hey Lola,
hey Lola, please stay.
Don't walk away.
Lola danced with me nice,
so she thought of me twice,
but I stepped on her toes.
I didn't know what to do,
Lola knew what to do
Turned away in this case,
I said to her face, you
Hey Lola,
hey Lola, please stay
Hey Lola,
hey Lola, please stay
Don't walk away
Hey,
Hey, no, let me stay.
Hey, no,
let me stay.
Hey,
no, let me stay.
I don't walk away.
Don't walk away.
Don't walk away.
No.