Serge Gainsbourg - Lola R. for Ever lyrics

How do you dare talk of love? If you've never known Lola Rastaquouere She thought she was a he, he thought he was a she But neither of them knew, really Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta Crossing her legs round a fireman's pole A shabby cat house for the happy few Stripper on a string, foot in the queue You hand two weck's wages for the ultimate view Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta Her cyclop's eye in the middle of your head An Oedipus complex dug deep in the sea And when all's been done, and nothing's been said You leave the joint, and roll to sleep Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta You run your fingers through her hair Between you and me, her lips don't give a damn She'II go down on you, still breathing air The sun starts to rise, so do you, if you can Lola Rastaquouere, Rasta