"I met her in a club down in old soho
Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry-cola

C-o-l-a cola

She walked up to me and she asked me to dance
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said Lola
L-o-l-a lola lo-lo-lo-lo lola"

"Ray Davies and The Kinks"

Yes, I sit and sing this to her every day.  She looks at me like I am the dumbest thing since socks.  I know quite well that she would rather be listening to Sublime. After all, that's what was playing when she was born.  And she is a very mellow dog, for a Pit. Lola, WAKE UP! I'm blogging, and I can't get up.

Yeah, we've seen it all here on eBay, me and Lola.... 'scuse me, I gotta get her dinner.