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Her name was Lola, she was a showgirlWith yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down tothereShe would merengue and do the cha-chaAnd while she tried to be a star, Tony always tended barAcross the crowded floor, they worked from eight till fourThey were young and they had each otherWho could ask for more?At the Copa, Copacabana(Copa, Copacabana)The hottest spot North of Havana(Here)At the Copa, Copacabana(Copa)Music and passion were always in fashionAt the Copa, they fell in love(Copa, Copacabana)His name was Rico, he wore a diamondHe was escorted to his chair, he saw Lola dancing thereAnd when she finished he called her overBut Rico went a bit too far, Tony sailed across the barAnd then the punches flew and chairs were smashed in twoThere was blood in a single gun shotLetras de cancionesBut just who shot who?At the Copa, Copacabana(Copa, Copacabana)The hottest spot North of Havana(Here)At the Copa, Copacabana(Copa)Music and passion were always in fashionAt the Copa, she lost her love(Copa, Copacabana)Her name is Lola, she was a showgirlBut that was thirty years ago, when they used to have a showNow it's a disco, but not for LolaStill in the dress she used to wear, faded feathers in herhairShe sits there so refined and drinks herself half-blindShe lost her youth and she lost her TonyNow she's lost her mindAt the Copa, Copacabana(Copa, Copacabana)The hottest spot North of Havana(Here)At the Copa, Copacabana(Copa)Music and passion were always in fashionAt the copa, don't fall in love(Copa, Copacabana)CopacabanaCopacabanaCopacabanaCopacabana From Letras Mania