Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl
With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there
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 'til four
They were young and they had each other
Who could ask for more?
At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana (Copacabana)
The hottest spot north of Havana (here)
At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana
Music and passion were always in fashion
At the Copa (Copa), they fell in love
Copa Copacabana
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 and Tony sailed across the bar
And then the punches flew, the chairs were split in two
There was blood and a single gun shot, but just who shot who?
At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana (Copacabana)
The hottest spot north of Havana (here)
At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana
Music and passion were always in fashion
At the Copa (Copa), she lost her love
Copa, Copa
Copa, Copacabana
Music and passion were always in fashion
Oh, Tony
My name was Lola, I was a showgirl
But that was 30 years ago, when you used to have a show
Now it's a disco, but not for Lola
Still in the dress she used to wear
With faded feathers in her hair
She sits there so refined, and drinks herself half-blind
I lost my youth and I lost my Tony
Now I've lost my mind
At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana (Copacabana)
The hottest spot north of Havana (here)
At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana
Music and passion were always in fashion
At the Copa (Copa), don't fall in love
Don't fall in love
Don't fall in love (at the Copacabana)
