Sunday, May 20, 2007

Her name is Lola

Henrik got it wrong. He calls her Buena. And that’s just not her name.
So, Henrik, take a chair. Sit down and look at her.
No Henrik, … a good look.

Long, white wings.
A touch of black.
A woman. No, a lady.
A classic elegance.

She looks at you. Demanding your attention. And there is just no turning away.
Women around her vanish. People turn their head. Cameras’ flashing lights.
Barry Manilow’s showgirl.

And when she flies… You give yourself to all the blue in the sky.
You won’t fall. An angel.
Die Deutsche Marlene Dietrich in “die blaue Engel”. In Kassel.

Joerg, Michael, you…
In love. No turning away. Never.

That’s why her name is Lola.
The showgirl of Copacabana.
The Marlene Dietrich of Kassel.

But, Henrich, seen every man gives his affair a secret name (ask Joerg ;-)…
You can call her Buena.
Just you… sssst!

2 comments:

Michael said...

WHOW!!!!!

Michael said...

When I hear LOLA, I hear - obviously depending on my age;-) - the sound of the "Kinks":

I met her in a club down in old Soho
Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like Coca-Cola
See-oh-el-aye 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
El-oh-el-aye Lola la-la-la-la Lola

Well I'm not the world's most physical guy
But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine
Oh my Lola la-la-la-la Lola
Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand
Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man
Oh my Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola

Well we drank champagne and danced all night
Under electric candlelight
She picked me up and sat me on her knee
And said dear boy won't you come home with me
Well I'm not the world's most passionate guy
But when I looked in her eyes well I almost fell for my Lola
La-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola
Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola
I pushed her away
I walked to the door
I fell to the floor
I got down on my knees
Then I looked at her and she at me

Well that's the way that I want it to stay
And I always want it to be that way for my Lola
La-la-la-la Lola
Girls will be boys and boys will be girls
It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world except for Lola
La-la-la-la Lola

Well I left home just a week before
And I'd never ever kissed a woman before
But Lola smiled and took me by the hand
And said dear boy I'm gonna make you a man

Well I'm not the world's most masculine man
But I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man
And so is Lola
La-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola
Lola la-la-la-la Lola la-la-la-la Lola