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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Barry Manilow
Barry Manilow
Piano
Ginger Blake
Ginger Blake
Chœurs
Laura Creamer
Laura Creamer
Chœurs
Linda Dillard
Linda Dillard
Chœurs
Ronnie Zito
Ronnie Zito
Batterie
Will Lee
Will Lee
Basse
Bill Mays
Bill Mays
Claviers
Mitch Holder
Mitch Holder
Guitare
Alan Estes
Alan Estes
Percussion
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Barry Manilow
Barry Manilow
Composition
Jack Feldman
Jack Feldman
Paroles
Bruce Sussman
Bruce Sussman
Composition
Artie Butler
Artie Butler
Orchestration
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Barry Manilow
Barry Manilow
Production
Derek Dunan
Derek Dunan
Assistance d’ingénierie
Michael DeLugg
Michael DeLugg
Ingénierie
Ron Dante
Ron Dante
Production

Paroles

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? At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana (Copacabana) The hottest spot north of Havana 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) The hottest spot north of Havana At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana Music and passion were always the fashion at the Copa She lost her love (her love Copacabana) (Copa, Copacabana) (Copacabana) 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 (Copa), Copacabana (Copacabana) The hottest spot north of Havana (here) At the Copa (Copa), Copacabana Music and passion were always the fashion at the Copa Don't fall in love (Copa) Don't fall in love (Copacabana) (Copacabana) (Copacabana) (Copa, Copacabana) (Copacabana) (Copacabana)
Writer(s): Barry Manilow, Bruce H. Sussman, Jack A. Feldman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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