Mrs. T. - Good Lovelies
Sometimes I think of Mrs T
She was always such a sweet lady
I went down down to Montreal
To chase her younger days
A half-smoked cigarette and a broken phrase
I went down down to Saint-Laurent
Et cest l que jai vu
Le ciel et la terre prs du moi
Et cest l que jai vu
Tout au mme temps
Sometimes I think about Rita
Shell hunt down words just to feed ya
I wrote it down and wrote out again
Now she lives across the pond
Learning to eat with a foreign tongue
I wrote it down
And it became a song
Et cest l que jai vu
Le ciel et la terre prs du moi
Et cest l que jai vu
Tout au mme temps
Et cest l que jai vu
Le ciel et la terre prs du moi
Et cest l que jai vu
Tout au mme temps
Now I think about David
And what he was like as a little kid
I walked down and introduced myself
He mustve shaken lots of hands
Learned the language of many a man
I walked down and made him my friend
Et cest l que jai vu
Le ciel et la terre prs du moi
Et cest l que jai vu
Tout au mme temps
Et cest l que jai vu
Le ciel et la terre prs du moi
Et cest l que jai vu
Tout au mme temps