Her name was Lola,
she was a showgirl
With yellow feathers
in her hair
and a dress cut
down to there
She would meringue
and do the cha-cha
and while she tried
to be a star
Tony always tended bar
across the crowded floor
They worked from
eight 'til four
They were young,
and they had each other
who could ask for more
At the Copa, Copacabana
The hottest spot
North of Havana
At the Copa, Copacabana
Music and passion were
always the fashion
at the Copa
They fell in love
His name was Rico,
he wore a diamond
He was escorted
to his chair
he saw Lola
dancing there
And when she'd finished,
he called her over
But Rico went
a bit too far,
Tony sailed across the bar
And then the
punches flew,
and chairs were
smashed in two
There was blood and
a single gunshot,
but just who shot who
At the Copa, Copacabana
The hottest spot
North of Havana
At the Copa, Copacabana
Music and passion
were always the fashion
at the Copa
She lost her love
Her name was Lola
she was a show girl
But that was
forty years ago
when they used to
have a show
Now it's a disco,
but not for Lola
Still in the dress
she used to wear,
Faded feathers in her hair
she sits there so refined
And drinks herself
half blind
She lost her youth
and she lost her Tony,
now she's lost her mind
At the Copa, Copacabana
The hottest spot
North of Havana
At the Copa, Copacabana
Music and passion
were always the fashion
at the Copa
Don't fall in love
Don't fall in love