Rambling Through The Avenues Of Time - Flight Of The Conchords

I was wandering through the streets of the city

Rambling through the the avenues of time

When from nowhere my eyes fell onto a girl

And by chance her eyes fell onto mine

Ah…

So I sat and I acted all nonchalant

She smoked her lavender cigarette

Reading the future that lay in my hands

My shadow played a bass clarinet

Where are you going with this, Bret?

We waltzed down a moonlit boulevard

Just two silhouettes in the mist

Ah.

yes?

Days went by and years went by

Moments went by when we kissed

When was this?

She said, «Your beard is woven of heartache

And we’ll drink for the lonely tonight.»

And the moon is a horny old drunkard

Ah, Bret.

Could you please move over to your right?

We drank dandelion wine and we reminisced

About the moment when we first met that day

I’m trying to watch TV

Then we reminisced about how we first reminisced

Ah yeah.

Sounds a bit gay

She handed me a broken memory

A keepsake to forevermore say

That a brief taste of love is as sweet as any

And with that, she made her way

Oh yeah.

What was her name?

She said her name was a secret

Then she said her name was Cherie

Is her middle name Cherie, so It’s a Secret Cherie, maybe?

Mm.

Maybe What did she look like?

She looked like a Parisian river

What?

dirty?

She looked like a chocolate eclair

That’s rare

Her eyes were reflections of eyes

Oh, nice

And the rainbows danced in her hair

Oh yeah.

She reminded me of a winter’s morning

What, frigid?

Her perfume was eau de toilette

What’s that mean?

She was comparable to Cleopatra

Quite old?

She was like Shakespeare’s Juliet

Thirteen?!

The bohemians of Soho did pirouettes

As we waltzed through the streets of Manhattan

On rivers of ribbon and sailboats of song

Bret, did any of this actually happen?

The girl I described, she’s as real as the wind

It’s true I saw her today

The other details are inventions

Because I prefer her that way