| Feel the fire where she walks
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| Lola Montez so beautiful
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| Shady and a tempered dame
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| Blinding your eyes with her spider dance
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| Her performance utterly
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| Erotic subversive to all ideas
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| And for public morality
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| And cool as she was she didn’t care
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| See the miner throw his gold
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| Lifting her skirt howling loud like a wolf
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| Hell raising and full of sin
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| When Lola was dancing and showing her skin
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| Wherever she walks
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| She will be captivating all the men
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| Don’t look in her eyes
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| You might fall and find the love of your life, heavenly
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| But she’ll catch you in her web
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| The love of your life, yeah
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| Feel the fire where she walks
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| Lola Montez so beautiful
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| Shady and a tempered dame
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| Blinding your eyes with her spider dance
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| Well notorious I have been
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| But never for fame, that’s what she said
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| Dear Henry taste my whip
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| Never to see any words you print
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| Wherever she walks
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| She will be captivating all the men
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| Don’t look in her eyes
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| You might fall and find the love of your life, heavenly
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| But she’ll catch you in her web
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| The love of your life, yeah
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| Oh Lola I’m sure that the love would have been
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| The key to all your pain
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| The key to all your pain
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| No words will later come
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| Did the spider bite your tongue
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| We will surely not forget
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| We will surely not forget
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| The Lola spider dance
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| Whoa!
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| Don’t look in her eyes
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| You might fall and find the love of your life, heavenly
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| But she’ll catch you in her web
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| The love of your life, yeah |