The Real Thing Happened To Me

The Real Thing Happened To Me - billy eckstine

I left my hat in Haiti

In some forgotten flat in Haiti

I couldn't tell you how I got there

I only know it was so hot there

She took my hat politely

And wound her arms around me tightly

But I remember nothing clearly

Except the flame when she came near me

Her eyes had the glow of surrender

And her touch it was tender

And with someone as fiery as that

You forget about your hat

So if you go to Haiti

There is a girl I know in Haiti

If you can find her you'll adore her

Just look around till you've found someone who has a blue Grey fedora

Her eyes had the glow of surrender

And her touch it was tender

And with someone as fiery as that

You forget about your hat

So if you go to Haiti

There is a girl I know in Haiti

If you can find her you'll adore her

Just look around till you've found someone who has a blue Grey fedora