Mixed Up, Muddled Up, Shook Up World: 1988 Pontiac Fiero Lola
I met her outside a museum down in Oh-re-gon Where you drink 103 race gas and it tastes just like Coca cola C-O-L-A cola. She walked up to me and she asked me to race. I asked her name and in a dark brown voice she said, “Lola” L-O-L-A Lola, Nine-teen-eighty-eight Pontiac Fiero Lola offered […]