Her name was Lola
She was a showgirl
With yellow feathers
In her hair
And her dress
Cut down her leg
She would merengue
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 till 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
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 is Lola
She was a showgirl
But that was
Thirty 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