I was wandering through the streets of the city Rambling through the the avenues of time When from nowhere my eyes fell onto a girl And by chance her eyes fell onto mine Ah... So I sat and I acted all nonchalant She smoked her lavender cigarette Reading the future that lay in my hands My shadow played a ba** clarinet Where are you going with this, Bret? We waltzed down a moonlit boulevard Just two silhouettes in the mist Ah. yes? 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 Ah, Bret. Could you please move over to your right? We drank dandelion wine and we reminisced About the moment when we first met that day I'm trying to watch TV Then we reminisced about how we first reminisced Ah yeah. Sounds a bit gay She handed me a broken memory A keepsake to forevermore say That a brief taste of love is as sweet as any And with that, she made her way Oh yeah. What was her name? She said her name was a secret Then she said her name was Cherie Is her middle name Cherie, so It's a Secret Cherie, maybe? Mm .. Maybe What did she look like? She looked like a Parisian river What? dirty? She looked like a chocolate eclair That's rare Her eyes were reflections of eyes Oh, nice And the rainbows danced in her hair Oh yeah.. She reminded me of a winter's morning What, frigid? Her perfume was eau de toilette What's that mean? She was comparable to Cleopatra Quite old? She was like Shakespeare's Juliet Thirteen?! The bohemians of Soho did pirouettes As we waltzed through the streets of Manhattan On rivers of ribbon and sailboats of song 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