Look at her move inside of that skintight dressDon't wanna make your heart wanna break back through your chestAnd if she should slowly speak her nameYou can feel yourself being drawn into the flamesLike drowning in honeyBeing made with a velvet gloveShot through gold and bulletStill you can't get enough of all of this loveOh, you can't get enough of all of this loveDriving that hot pink red top Lincoln carOh, you can't get enough of all of this loveYeah, flying back just like a movie starShe pulls off the road and the door flies open wideShe says, hey, bar, looks like you need a rideIt's like drowning in honeyBeing made with a velvet gloveShot through the gold and bulletStill you can't get enough of all of this loveOh, you can't get enough of all of this loveLate one night you'll be on the lawnStaring up below this roomWhile the red hot blues flow out of the radioYou're gonna wind up in her bedSure as there's a moon aboveThe sun that's feeling itNever gonna let you goOh, yeahYou can't get enough of LolaLola, LolaCan't get enough of LolaLola, LolaCan't get enough of LolaLola, LolaWell, you can't get enough of LolaLola, Lola