Copacabana (At the Copa) (Short Version)

Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl

With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to lay

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?

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At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana

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 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 gunshot

But just who shot who?

At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana (Copacabana)

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At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana

Music and passion were always the fashion

At the Copa, she lost her love (Copa, Copacabana)

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(Music and passion, always in fashion)

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, Copacabana (Copa, Copacabana)

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Music and passion were always the fashion

At the Copa, don't fall in love

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