|
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 8 til 4 |
|
they were young and they had each other |
|
who could ask for more? |
|
|
|
At the copa (CO!) Copacabana (Copacabana) |
|
the hottest spot north of Havana (here) |
|
at the copa (CO!) Copacabana |
|
music and passion were always in 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... she lost her love |
|
|
|
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 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... don't fall in love |
|
don't fall in love |