In some secluded rendezvous, That overlooks the avenue, With someone sharing a delightful chat, Of this and that, And co*ktails for two. As we enjoy a cigarette, To some exqiuisite chansonette, Two hands are sure to slyly meet beneath a serviette, With co*ktails for two. My head may go reeling, But my heart will be o-be-di-ent, With in-tox-i-cat-ing kisses, For the principal in-gre-di-ent, Most any afternoon at five, We'll be so glad we're both alive, Then maybe fortune will complete her plan, That all began With co*ktails for two