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 a crowded floor They worked from 8 till 4. 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), Copa{cabana} {Music and passion were always the fashion. At the Copa} they fell in love. (Copa, Copacabana...)
His name was Rico, he wore a diamond, He was escorted to his chair, He saw Lola dancin' 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 gun shot But just who shot who?
At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana (Copacabana) - The hottest spot north of Havana - (Here) {At the} Copa (Copa), Copa{cabana} {Music and passion were always the fashion. At the Copa} (aaah!) she lost her love. (Copa, Copacabana, Copa, Copacabana, Copacabana!)
(Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh! Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-, Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-, ah-ah-ah-ah, Copa, Copacabana! Talking Havana, have a banana! Music and passion always the fash-shun!)
(Disco interlude)
Her name is Lola, she was a showgirl, But that was 30 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 (Copa), Copacabana (Copacabana) - The hottest spot north of Havana - (Here) {At the} Copa (Copa), Copa{cabana} {Music and passion were always the fashion. At the Copa...} Don't fall in love... (Copa, Copacabana) Don't fall in love... (Copacabana, Copacabana)