Pousse Cafe - Julie London
Written by:Hubert Spencer
I sat and sip Pousse Cafe
The others think it's just a drink
How can they know of a lesson it starts
It's like my heart it's in 3 parts
Why do I drink Pousse Cafe
Oh I don't know it warms me so
I can tell that it's a toast to a dream
It's on my lips
How near you seem
Once your lips caressed me tenderly
Offered love love that would not go astray
Empty arms and just a memory
And a lonely drink of Pousse Cafe
Pour me one more Pousse Cafe
An aperitif
Can't bring relief
I'm the moth who got too close to the flame
I played for keeps you played a game
And so I linger here and sip Pousse Cafe
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