Well I’m not the world’s most masculine man
But I know what I am and I’m glad I’m a man
And so is Lola
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We won Lola in a game of pool.
A little ginger female, we were told.
Well she turned up and was very sweet.
She cried at night because she was very confused at suddenly winding up in a broom cupboard on Bukoto Street, and she stole as much food as she could get away with and some that she couldn’t, and then came the awkward day when we couldn’t ignore it any more.
Our little girl, through no fault of her own, had sprouted a fine pair of ginger balls.
So we called him Lola.
Never trust cats you win at pool.
Find the complete lyrics to ‘Lola’ by the Kinks -> here.

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