Lola, Lola, Lola Oh Lola, poor Lola She went by the name Lola, And she used to sit up in her teeny tiny nursery And count wallpaper hearts Over and over And again and again And she swore she'd break as many Of men who didn't look her way Oh Lola Poor little Lola She was just a girl next door Poor little Lola That coulda woulda shoulda happen to you You coulda woulda shoulda been the one But we're never gonna know Since you Arrived at mama's door T'was 6:30 on a saturday You just hit pedal to the metal With vodka Coursin through your veins But you don't seem to care, Although both of you fell so hard Why would you proceed, Proceed to break her heart Oh Lola That coulda woulda shoulda happen to you You coulda woulda shoulda been the one But we're never gonna know Since you Arrived at mama's door Oh Lola Lola, Lola, Lola, Lola, Lola, Lola Oh poor little Lola That coulda woulda shoulda happen to you, You coulda woulda shoulda got off the highway But you never gonna know, since you arrived at Mama's door That coulda woulda shoulda happen to you You coulda woulda shoulda been the one But we're never gonna know Since you Arrived at mama's door