Wa-cha
Wa-cha
She sits in the corner
Where it's reasonably quiet
Drinking coffee with cream
Thinking stories of young love
She calls to the waiter
"Won't you lend me some time?
You can sit by my side
And I'll let you be friends with mine"
The cafe is old
But the candlelight's new
She orders Beaujolais wine
And says, "I've thought of you too"
Wa-cha
Wa-cha
She whispers, "Isn't it odd?
You remind me of songs
That I'd rather forget
Like feelings I longed for"
"You haunt me inside
Sometimes, I recall
Question mistakes
That grew to nothing at all"
Wa-cha
She sits in the corner
Where it's reasonably quiet
Drinking coffee with cream
Thinking stories of young love
She calls to the waiter
"Won't you lend me some time?
You can sit by my side
And I'll let you be friends with mine"
The cafe is old
But the candlelight's new
She orders Beaujolais wine
And says, "I've thought of you too"
Wa-cha
Wa-cha
She whispers, "Isn't it odd?
You remind me of songs
That I'd rather forget
Like feelings I longed for"
"You haunt me inside
Sometimes, I recall
Question mistakes
That grew to nothing at all"
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