Copacabana    © 2001 Sonja W. Oates

(Based on Copacabana, by  Barry Manilow, Bruce Sussman, and J. Feldman)

His name was Johann, he was a smuggler
With birdies's eggs  within his trunks that made it look like he was hung.
He would traffic in critter cargo,
While he was flying thru the air, the birds and beasties, they were there,
Inside his Samsonite, tucked away for flight--
Even birds' eggs in his jockeys,
So his jeans are tight!

At the Copa, Copacabana,
With birdie eggs by his banana.
At the Copa, Copacabana,
Pythons and parrots the agents did ferret,
At the Copa....they busted him.
 
Her name was Rita, she wore a wire.
She sashayed over to his chair, when she saw the bulging there.
She saw a flutter from near his putter,
And it removed all trace of doubt when a naked head poked out
With its beak open wide, its hunger not denied,
Seeking food from the one who hatched it--
"Cheep!  Cheep! Cheeeeeep," it cried!

At the Copa, Copacabana,
The birds' nest was by his banana.
At the Copa, Copacabana,|
Zillinger's passion set those eggs a-hatchin'.
At the Copa....she turned him in.

Her name is Rita, she was a copper
And she gave the guy no break when she stumbled on that snake!
Parakeets in his underwear, feathers in his pubic hair,
Now he's been jailed and fined, 'cause justice, she is blind,
He lost his suitcases and his laptop
When she made her find!

At the Copa, Copacabana,
The hottest spot was his banana.
At the Copa, Copacabana,
Animal snatchin' was just not in fashion!
At the Copa....she got her man.

spelling correction made per request by mudelf ;-)