Her name was Lola, she was a sheriff
With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there
She moved around gay and did a cha-cha
And while she tried to be her star
She told me it was time to buy her a present
Back home we were from eight to four
They were young and they had each other
Took the last man for a ride to Copacabana
The hottest spots, Copacabana
And the Copa, Copacabana
Music and passion were always the fashion at the Copa
Don't buy me more
His name was Rico, he wanted to live
He was escorted to his chair, he saw Lola dancing there
And when she finished, he came running over
But Rico ran a bit too far
He turned his head and crossed the bar
And then the punch, his foot and chest was smashed
There was blood and single gunshot
But just who shot who at the Copa, Copacabana
The hottest spots, Copacabana
And the Copa, Copacabana
Music and passion were always the fashion at the Copa
She lost her love
Music and passion were always the fashion at the Copa
Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl
But that was thirty years ago
When they used to have a show
Now there's a disco
But not for Lola
Still in the dress she used to wear
In the summer, it's the best
She lost her love, she lost her toe
Now she lost her heart at the Copa, Copacabana
The hottest spots, Copacabana
And the Copa, Copacabana
Music and passion were always the fashion at the Copa
Don't fall in love
Don't fall in love