I am music, and I wrote this song:

Her name was Nut-Nut, she was a rodent

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

Roy 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

At the Copa, Copacabana

Music and passion were always the fashion

At the Copa, Roy met Nut-Nut