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Lo lo lo lo lo lola |
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When Lola dances in the marketplace |
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You'll find a smile on every fellow's face |
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My heart beats faster than the bongo drum |
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To watch her dance is just like drinking rum |
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When Lola dances in the marketplace |
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You should see |
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When Lola prances in the marketplace |
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You should how my big eyes pop out |
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Much further than they should |
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If I could dance with her if I could |
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But her old mother sits and watches her |
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And she makes sure that no one touches her |
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When Lola dances in the marketplace |
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By the tree |
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When Lola prances in the marketplace |
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By the tree in that's where I sit |
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And dream that someday very soon |
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I'll dance with Lola underneath the moon |
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Till then I'll sit here with my smiling face |
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And her watch dancing in the marketplace |
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When Lola dances in the marketplace |
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When Lola dances in the marketplace |
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Lo lo lo lo lo lola |
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Yeah man one more time |
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Lo lo lo lo lo lola |
