Her name is 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 Copacabana The hottest spot north of havana Here at the copa Copacabana Music and pa**ion 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 gun shot But just who shot who? At the copa Copacabana The hottest spot north of havana At the copa Copacabana Music and pa**ion Were always the fashion At the copa She lost her love Her name is lola She was a showgirl But that was many years ago When they use to have a show Now it's a disco But not for lola Still in the dress she use 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 pa**ion Were always the fashion At the copa Don't fall in love...