He met Lolita in a bar in Soho The way she moved her hips Dancing to the beat of the stereo
He said : "You're gonna be my queen Come on, shake my tambourine You'll be the superstar of my floor show" They drank a lot and jived Rushing at the doors of the Glass Bowl
Don't resist, pump up the volume of the radio Not a single soul in sight Lolita yields to the killer gigolo
He met Madonna in a bar in Soho The way she moved her hips Dancing to the beat of the stereo