Mam'selleRay DoreyA Small Cafe, Mam'selle;a Rendezvous, Mam'selle.The Violins Were Warm And SweetAnd So Were You, Mam'selle.And As The Night Danced ByYour Kiss Became A Sigh.Your Lovely Eyes Seemed To Sparkle Just As Wine Does.No Heart Ever Yearned As Much As Mine Does For You.And Yet I Know, MamselleSome Day You'll Say "Goodbye"Then Violins Will Cry, And So Will IMam'selle.From: "Elmer Yost"