CATEGORIA: DOCE CABANA REVISITED

Doce Cabana.
Copa Cabana.
Como Banana.
Doce Banana
Doce Cabana
Copa Cabana.
Uma singela homenagem a nosso amigo Humberto Gessinger.

Mas, esse post não é sobre o HG, é sobre Doce Cabana que para In the Foot virou CopaCabana.


Barry Manillow em seu lindo terno azul royal, gravata borboleta, sapatos brancos e chapéu de cafeta. Reparem no drink de abacaxi que passa boa parte da música com ele.

0:44 - momento de tensão "Oh, o que irá acontecer?"
A dançadinha em 0:50.
0:57 até 1:02- versão para surdo-mudo
1:06 - Assovio ou assobio calling Lola over
1:41 - O que fazemos quando ela perde o seu amor? Dançamos até o biombo
1:49 - Mais tensão (freeze no Barry Manillow)
2:08 - Essa não pode ser a Lola. Barry aparece dançando com um visual Bee Gees
2:15 - Ai, cansei
2:42 - She lost her youth, she lost her Tony and she lost her mind. E nós dançamos
3:13 - Todo mundo dançando

O que me encanta é que ele não perde o bom humor. Tiro, tristeza, a bicha maluca (a Lola) e ele canta sorrindo...



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
And while she tried to be a star, Tony always tended bar
Across a crowded floor, they worked from eight til four
They were young and they had each other
Who could ask for more?

Refrão
At the copa (CO!) Copacabana (DoceCabana)
the hottest spot north of Havana (here)
at the copa (CO!) Copacabana
music and passion were always the 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 dancin' 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 gun shot
But just who shot who?

Refrão
.... she lost her love

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 Now she's lost her mind!

Refrão
.... don't fall in love
Don't fall in love