Mam'selle

Mam'selle - Tony Bennett/Mack Gordon/Edmund Goulding

Written by：Mack Gordon/Edmund Goulding

It was montmartre

It was midnight

Come to think of it

It was spring

There was music

I was listening

Then in the room somewhere someone began to sing

This melody made for remembering

A small cafe mam'selle

Our rendezvous mam'selle

The violins were warm and sweet and so were you mam'selle

And as the night danced by

A kiss became a sigh

Your lovely eyes

Seem to sparkle just like wine does

No heart ever yearned the way that mine does for you

And yet I know too well

Someday we'll say goodbye

Then violins will cry

And so will I mam'selle