pousse cafe

london, julie

i sat and sip pousse cafe

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 cafe?

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 cafe

only one more pousse cafe

an aperitif can't bring relief

i'm a moth who got too close to the flame

i play for keeps

you play the game

and so i linger here and sip pousse cafe