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Her name is [Fm7]Lola [Bb7]    
She was a [Ebmaj7]showgirl       
With yellow [Am7b5]feathers in her [D7]hair   
And a [Gm7]dress cut down to there
She would [Fm7]merengue [Bb7]    
And do the [Ebmaj7]cha-cha       
And while she [Am7b5]tried to be a [D7]star   
Tony [Gm7]always tended bar
Across the [Cm]cro   [D7]wded   [Gm] floor
They worked from e[Cm]ight t[D7]il f   [Gm]our   
They were y[Cm]oung and they had each [D7]other
Who could [Gm7]ask     [Gbm7]for      [Fm7]more    

At the [Fm7]Copa,    [Bb7] Copac[Ebmaj7]abana       
The [Fm7]hottest [Bb7]spot north of [Ebmaj7]Havana (,here)
[C7]At the [Fm7]Copa,    [Bb7] Copac[Gm7]aban    [C7]A   
[Fm7]Music and p[Bb7]assion were
[Gm7]always in f[C7]ashion at the [Fm7]Copa [D7]    

They fell in [Gm7]love... [Gm7]    [Gbm7]    [Fm7]    
[Fm7]    [Gbm7]    [Gm7]    [Gm7]    [Gbm7]    [Fm7]    [Gbm7]    [Gm7]    

His name was [Fm7]Rico     [Bb7]    
He wore a [Ebmaj7]diamond       
He was [Am7b5]escorted to his [D7]chair
He saw [Gm7]Lola dancing there
And when she [Fm7]finished [Bb7]    
He called her [Ebmaj7]over       
But Rico [Am7b5]went a bit too [D7]far   
Tony [Gm7]sailed across the bar
And then the [Cm]punc   [D7]hes    [Gm]flew   
And chairs were [Cmsmashed ]D7           [In ]Gm    
There was [Cm]blood and a single [D7]gunshot
But just [Gm7]who     [Gbm7]shot      [Fm7]who?    

At the [Fm7]Copa,    [Bb7] Copac[Ebmaj7]abana       
The [Fm7]hottest [Bb7]spot north of [Ebmaj7]Havana (,here)
[C7]At the [Fm7]Copa,    [Bb7] Copac[Gm7]aban    [C7]A   
[Fm7]Music and p[Bb7]assion were
[Gm7]always in f[C7]ashion at the [Fm7]Copa [D7]    

She lost her [Gm7]love... [Gm7]    [Gbm7]    [Fm7]    
[Fm7]    [Gbm7]    [Gm7]    [Gm7]    [Gbm7]    [Fm7]    [Gbm7]    [Gm7]    

[Gm9]Copa cop.[Abm9]..A...     [Am9]ca...    [Bbm9]bana     
[Bbm9]Cop..     [Bm9].A...    [Cm9]ca...    [Dbm9]bana     
[Dbm9]Mu...     [Cm9]sic [Bm9]and [Bbm9]passion
[Bbm9]Al...     [Am9]ways     [Abm9]in      [Gm9]fash...[Gbm9]ion     
[Gm9]    [Gm9]    [Gbm9]    [Fm9]    
[Fm9]    [Gbm9]    [Gm9]    
[Gm9]    [Gbm9]    [Fm9]    [Gbm9]    [Gm9]    

Her name is [Fm7]Lola     [Bb7]    
She was a [Ebmaj7]showgirl       
But that was [Am7-5]thirty years [D7]ago   
When they [Gm7]used to have a show
Now it's a [Fm7]disco [Bb7]    
But not for [Ebmaj7]Lola       
Still in the [Am7-5]dress she used to [D7]wear   
Faded [Gm7]feathers in her hair
She sits there [Cm]so    [D7]re   [Gm]fined
And drinks her[Cm]self [D7]half-[Gm]blind
She lost her [Cm]youth and she lost her [D7]Tony   
and she's [Gm7]lost     [Gbm7]her      [Fm7]mind    

At the [Fm7]Copa,    [Bb7] Copac[Ebmaj7]abana       
The [Fm7]hottest [Bb7]spot north of [Ebmaj7]Havana (,here)
[C7]At the [Fm7]Copa,    [Bb7] Copac[Gm7]aban    [C7]A   
[Fm7]Music and p[Bb7]assion were
[Gm7]always in f[C7]ashion at the [Fm7]Copa [D7]    

She lost her [Gm7]love... [Gm7]    [Gbm7]    [Fm7]    
[Fm7]    [Gbm7]    [Gm7]    [Gm7]    [Gbm7]    [Fm7]    [Gbm7]    [Gm7]    

Her name is 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
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

At the Copa, Copacabana
The hottest spot north of Havana (,here)
At the Copa, CopacabanA
Music and passion were
always in fashion at the Copa

They fell in love...

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 [Cmsmashed in two
There was blood and a single gunshot
But just who shot who?

At the Copa, Copacabana
The hottest spot north of Havana (,here)
At the Copa, CopacabanA
Music and passion were
always in fashion at the Copa

She lost her love...

Copa cop...A...ca...bana
Cop...A...ca...bana
Mu...sic and passion
Al...ways in fash...ion


Her name is Lola
She was a showgirl
But that was [Am7-5]thirty years ago
When they used to have a show
Now it's a disco
But not for Lola
Still in the [Am7-5]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

At the Copa, Copacabana
The hottest spot north of Havana (,here)
At the Copa, CopacabanA
Music and passion were
always in fashion at the Copa

She lost her love...

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  • D7
  • Gm7
  • Cm
  • Gm
  • Gbm7
  • C7
  • Gm9
  • Abm9
  • Am9
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