To enchant you with my honesty.
To tantalize you with my melancholy.
Soon you'll realize, one of us is folly.
So Lafoolia shine brightly,
with colors so jolly.
You're not a dolly like the rest of us,
serving tea trolleys filled with greed for lollys.
Lafoolia you're not a wally.
As I tell you about this world filled with squally,
I hope to enchant you with my honesty
and tantalize you with my melancholy.
Let's put that dreary world to rest, so for now Lafoolia let's sing a little melody.