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Her name is Lola
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She was a showgirl
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With yellow feathers in her hair
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And a dress cut down to there
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She would merengue
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And do the cha-cha
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And while she tried to be a star
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Tony always tended bar
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Across the crowded floor
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They worked from eight till four
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They were young and they had each other
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Who could ask for more
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At the Copa, Copacabana
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The hottest spot north of Havana (here)
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At the Copa Copacabana
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Music and passion were always in fashion at the Copa
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They fell in love...
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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?
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(She lost her love)
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Copa cop…………...a...ca...bana
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Cop......a...ca...bana
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Mu...sic and passion
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Al...ways in fash...ion
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Her name is Lola
She was a showgirl
But that was thirty 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
and she's lost her mind