With yellow feathers in her hair
to their sheer wood merengue
And while she tried to be a Tony always
tended bar across the clouded floor
They worked from eight till four
They were hu man, they had each oth er
The hot test bar north of Havana
His name was Rico, he wore a diamond
He was escorted to his chair
But Rico went a bit too far
Tony sailed across the bar
And then the punch is free
And chairs were smashed in two
There was not in a single gunshot
Ooh, at the Copa, Copacabana
The hottest part north of Havana
Music and passion were always the fashion
At the Copa, she lost her love
Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl
But that was 30 years ago,
when they used to have a show
Now it's the 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
At the Copa, Co pacabana,
At the Copa, don't fall in love.
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