i sat and sip pousse cafe
how can they know of a lesson
why do i drink pousse cafe?
i can't tell that it's a toast to a grand
once you're lips caress me tenderly
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
and so i linger here and sip pousse cafe