Joni Mitchell Yvette In English
© 1994 Crazy Crow Music BMI He met her in a French cafe She slipped in sideways like a cat Sidelong glances What a wary little stray! She sticks in his mind like that Saying, "Avez-vous un allumette?" With her lips wrapped around a cigarette Yvette in English saying, "Please have this Little bit of instant bliss." He's fumbling with her foreign tongue; Reaching for words and drawing blanks A loud mouth is stricken deaf and dumb In a bistro on the left bank "If I were a painter," Picasso said, "I'd paint this girl from toe to head!" Yvette in English saying, "Please have this Little bit of instant bliss." Burgundy nocturne tips and spills They trot along nicely in the spreading stain New chills, new thrills For the old uphill battle How did he wind up here again? Walking and talking Touched and scared Uninsulated wires left bare Yvette in English going, "Please have this Little bit of instant bliss." What blew her like a leaf his way? (Up in the air and down to Earth) First she flusters Then she frays So quick to question her own worth Her cigarette burns her fingertips As it falls like fireworks she curses it Then sweetly in English she says, "Please have this, Little bit of instant bliss." He sees her turn and walk away Skittering like a cat on stone-- Her high heels clicking-- What a wary little stray! She leaves him by the Seine alone With the black water and the amber lights And the bony bridge between left and right Yvette in English saying, "Please have this Little bit of instant bliss."
