Her name was LolaShe was a showgirlWith yellow feathers in her hairAnd a dress cut down to lay
She would merengueAnd do the cha-chaAnd while she tried to be a starTony always tended bar
Across the crowded floorThey worked from eight 'til fourThey were young and they had each otherWho could ask for more?
At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana (Copacabana)The hottest spot north of HavanaAt the Copa (Copa), CopacabanaMusic and passion were always the fashion at the CopaThey fell in love (Copa, Copacabana)
His name was RicoHe wore a diamondHe was escorted to his chairHe saw Lola dancing thereAnd when she finished, he called her overBut Rico went a bit too farTony sailed across the bar
And then the punches flewAnd chairs were smashed in twoThere was blood and a single gunshotBut just who shot who?
At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana (Copacabana)The hottest spot north of HavanaAt the Copa (Copa), CopacabanaMusic and passion were always the fashion at the CopaShe lost her love (her love Copacabana)(Copa, Copacabana)
(Copacabana)Music and passion, always the fashion
Her name is LolaShe was a showgirlBut that was 30 years agoWhen they used to have a showNow it's a disco, but not for LolaStill in the dress she used to wearFaded feathers in her hair
She sits there so refinedAnd drinks herself half-blindShe lost her youth, she lost her TonyNow she's lost her mind
At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana (Copacabana)The hottest spot north of Havana (here)At the Copa (Copa), CopacabanaMusic and passion were always the fashion at the CopaDon't fall in love (Copa)Don't fall in love (Copacabana)(Copacabana)(Copacabana)
(Copa, Copacabana)(Copacabana)(Copacabana)