LULA
I met him in a club down in Rio D
Where they drink champagne and it tastes just like Coca-Cola.
C-O-L-A, Cola.
He walked up to me and asked for some cash.
I asked him his name, and in a dark brown voice he said “Lula.”
L-U-L-A, Lula.
Lu-Lu-Lu-Lu-Lula.
Lula.
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Well, I’m still the world’s most powerful guy.
But he wasn’t impressed, and I don’t know why.
Oh, my Lula.
Lu-Lu-Lu-Lu-Lula.
He’s not dumb, so I don’t understand
Why giving up power wasn’t part of his plan.
Oh, my Lula.
Lu-Lu-Lu-Lu-Lula.
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We drank champagne and danced all night
Under electric candlelight.
Lula told me I’m not his type.
He’s too far left, and I’m too far right.
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Well, that’s the way that it’s going to stay
And it’s always going to be that way with Lula.
Lu-Lu-Lu-Lu-Lula.
Tariffs will come and tariffs will go.
It’s a mixed-up world, a shook-up world
Except for Lula.
Lu-Lu-Lu-Lu-Lula.
Lula.
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Parody of “Lola” by The Kinks