Night Cafe - Secret Service

She’s wearing glasses just trust her taste

The harmonica is begging in it’s silent way (and the silence waits)

Are they here to stay at the night cafe

The kid in the corner gets up and leaves

She orders coffee, a warmer glisse (an aroma-glisse)

Waiting for the date at the night cafe

And the script is unfolding on chapter one

She askes for the sugar then smocking on

At the night cafe

(Blue Note Cafe)

At the night cafe

(Blue Note Cafe)

The guy in the raincoat is crying again

The cabdriver swearing that he’s not to blame

None is on his way from the night cafe

She moves to his table and spills his wine

The guy in the raincoat is laughing this time

Are they here to stay at the night cafe

And the script isn’t ending up about time

He calls for the waiter and pays two wine

At the night cafe

(Blue Note Cafe)

At the night cafe

(Blue Note Cafe)