you were my rhapsody bride

been a long time since you crossed my mind

it’s been a long time, the tune went “baby! baby! you’re mine!”

The summertime air meets the carnival there in the darkness of all the Victorian flair of deville

She’s there still screaming “Te Quieres!” to all the boys in the vill

Out there the chimneys push soot in the air

While the townspeople speak of Voltaire and get drunk on the wine

Oh what a fine time

But you pass them by

You don’t think twice

She stradles up with her usual pomp and circumstance

She asks me to take a chance to dance with her under the tents

Ladies and gents on their fateful night Miss New Orleans had arrived