I sit and sip Pousse-Café
The others think it's just a drink
How can they know of the love song it starts
It's like my heart
It's in three parts

Why did I drink Pousse-Café?
Oh I don't know, it warms me so
I can't tell that it's a toast to a dream
It's on my lips, how near you seem
Once your lips caressed me tenderly
Offered love, love that would not go astray
Empty arms and just a memory
And a lonely drink of Pousse-Café

Pour me one more Pousse-Café
An aperitif can't bring relief
I'm the moth who got to close to the flame
I played for keeps, you played a game
And so I linger here and sip Pousse-Café