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Mam'selle - Tony Bennett
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.