Her name was Lana, she was a hot chick
She had white feathers, 'stead of hair
And a breast way out to there
She liked to fast step and shake her hotcha'
She kept that chicken coop ajar
Dana watched her from afar
Across the crowded pen,
He really had a yen
To go meet - and to get to know her
But was too shy then..

At the Coopa (Coo) Coopacabana (Coopacabana)
The hottest one was this chick, Lana (ohh)
At the Coopa (Coo) Coopacabana
Struttin' and slinkin' - her flashy eyes blinkin'
At the Coopa....She was the one

His name was Brewster
Proud, with a red comb
He fluttered from the roost up there,
Close to Lana, he would dare
Offered a worm gift, that he beaked over
But Brewster groped and went too far
Dana sprang up, set to spar
And then the feathers flew,
Sharp spurs were slashin', too
Lots of blood, only one left standing
Cock a doodle doo..

At the Coopa (Coo) Coopacabana (Coopacabana)
Dana defended lovely Lana (ohh)
At the Coopa (Coo) Coopacabana
Flutters and peckins, it's over in seconds,
At the Coopa....Brewster was done

Her name is Lana, now she's grown older
With more maturity to show
Than when she would strut and glow
Now it's an egg nest
For lovely Lana
Plumply sets all day on there
With a batch to hatch and share
Her eggs, are on her mind
To them she's warm and kind
And by her side, her rooster, Dana
Parenthood inclined..

At the Coopa (Coo) Coopacabana (Coopacabana)
Became a mom, our sweet hen, Lana
At the Coopa (Coo) Coopacabana
Eight small chicks peckin' - with Dana's protection
At the Coopa....they're a fam-i-ly