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 serenade 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 seemed to sparkle just like wine does No heart ever yearned the way mine does for you And yet I know too well Some day you'll say goodbye Then violins will cry And so will I, Mam'selle 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 seemed to sparkle just like wine does No heart ever yearned the way mine does for you And yet I know too well Some day you'll say goodbye Then violins will cry And so will I, Mam'selle