Mam'selle en Dean Martin

A small caf mam'selle our rendezvous mam'selle
The violins were warm and sweet and so were you mam'selle

And as the night danced by each kiss became a sigh
Your lovely eyes seemed to sparkle just like wine does
No heart ever yearned the way that mine does for you
And yet I know too well someday you'll say goodbye
Then violins will cry and so will I mam'selle
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And as the night danced by...