our separate ways We could find that little cafe With a funny sounding name Get the table by the window I'll say I love you once again If the violin
what's she got to talk about with them? the women worry 'bout what she wanna do when she's through conducting her interlude one time I saw her at the cafe
"Squealer Feeds" And the bus came through when they felt the need And they stopped at a place there in town called The Old Home Cafe Now my daddy was
A small cafe, Mam'selle A rendezvous, Mam'selle The violins were warm and sweet And so were you, Mam'selle And as the night danced by, a kiss became
muted, the lighting is low; no wonder I feel so depressed. Charming, romantic, the perfect cafe Then as if it isn't bad enough a violin starts to play
A small cafe mam'selle A rendezvous mam'selle The violins were warm and sweet and so were you mam'selle And as the night danced by Her kiss became a