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"I met her in a club down in old Soho where they drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry cola (c-o-l-a, cola)
"She walked up to me and she asked me to dance. I asked her her name, and in a dark-brown voice she said 'Lola' (L-o-l-a, Lola; Lo-lo-lo-lo Lola)"
and so on, and on; the first and sweetest transvestite in pop music and one of my all-time favourite songs, but perhaps not a good idea on a non-gay human.