Copa Cabana - Monty

Her name was Lola,

She was a showgirl,

With yellow feathers in her hair

And a dress cut down to there.

She would merengue, and do the cha-cha.

Although she tried to be a star,

Tony always tended bar

Across the crowded floor,

They worked from eight till four

But they were young and they had each other,

Who could ask for more?

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The hot Española Favana

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Music and passion were always the fashion

At the Copa.

She fell in love

(oooh)

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His name was Rico,

He wore a Diamond,

He was a star there to his chair,

He saw Lola dancing there.

And when she finished,

He called her over,

But Rico went a bit to far,

Tony sailed across the bar,

And then the gunshots flew

A chance was smashed in two

There was blood and a single gunshot

But just who shot who?

At the Copa (copa)

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The hot Española Favana

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Music and passion were always the fashion

At the Copa.

(AAAAAH)

She lost her love…

She lost her love…

Her name is Lola,

She was a showgirl

But that was thirty years ago, when she 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 (copa)

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The hot Española Favana

(here) At the Copa (copa)

Copa Cabana

Music and passion were always the fashion

At the Copa.

Don’t fall in love…

Don’t fall in love…

Don’t fall in love…

Don’t fall in love…