I was wondering through the streets of the city
Rambling through the avenues of time
When from nowhere my eyes fell onto a girl, and by chance her eyes fell onto mine
So I sat and I acted all nonchalant
She smoked her lavender cigarette
Reading the future that lay in my hands, as my shadow played a bass clarinet
Where are you going with this Bret?
We waltzed down a molded boulevard
Just two silhouettes in the mist
Days went by and years went by
Moments went by when we kissed
When was this?
She said "your beard is woven of heartache"
And we'll drink for the lonely tonight
And the moon is a horny old drunkard
Uh Bret, could you please move over to your right?
We drank dandelion wine and we reminisced about the moment we first met that day
I'm trying to watch TV
Then we reminisced about how we first reminisced
Oh ya? Sounds a bit gay
She handed me a broken memory
A keepsake to forever more save
That a brief taste of love is as sweet as any
And with that she made her way
She said her name was a secret
Then she said her name was Cherise
Is her middle name Cherise?
So it's a secret Cherise? Maybe?
What'd she look like?
She looked like a Parisian river
She looked like a chocolate eclair
Her eyes were reflections of eyes
And the rainbows danced in her hair
She reminded me of a winter's morning
Her perfume was eau de toilette
What does that mean?
She was comparable to Cleopatra
She was like Shakespeare's Juilet
The bohemians of Soho did pirouettes as we waltzed through the streets of Manhattan
The rivers of ribbon and sails of sock
Bret, did any of this actually happen?
The girl I described, she's as real as the wind
It's true, I saw her today
The other details are inventions
Because I prefer her that way