Bobby Scott

Mam'selle
It was Montmartre It was midnight Come to think of itIt was springThere was music I was listeningThen in the room somewhere someone began to sing This serenade made for remembering A small cafe, Mam'selleOur rendezvous, Mam'selleThe violins were warm and sweet And so were you, Mam'selleAnd as the night danced by A kiss became a sighYour lovely eyes seemed to sparkle Just like wine doesNo heart ever yearned the way mine does for youAnd yet I know too well Some day you'll say goodbye Then violins will cry And so will I, Mam'selle A small cafe, Mam'selleOur rendezvous, Mam'selleThe violins were warm and sweet And so were you, Mam'selleAnd as the night danced by SongtexteA kiss became a sighYour lovely eyes seemed to sparkle Just like wine doesNo heart ever yearned the way mine does for youAnd yet I know too well Some day you'll say goodbye Then violins will cry And so will I, Mam'selle Aus Songtexte Mania