I keep goin' back to Joe's, to that table in the corner. Sippin' wine and staring at the door. Our old waiter knows we're through. Still he sets a place for you, everything the way it was before.
It takes time. To get your gal to see the light. It takes time. It isn't always love at sight. From the first little glance. 'Til she's ready for romance.
It was a lucky April shower. It was the most convenient door. I found a million dollar baby. In a five and ten cent store.. The rain continued for an hour..