Pousse Café
Julie London
I sat and sip Pousse Café
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 Café?
Oh I don't know, it once was so
I can't tell that it's a toast to a grand
It's on my lips, I will listen
Once you're lips caress me tenderly
All that love, love that would not go astray
And tears are just a memory
And a lonely drink of Pousse Café
Only one more Pousse Café
An aperitif can't bring relief
I'm a moth who went too close to the flame
I play for keeps, you play the game
And so I linger here and sip Pousse Café
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