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Did you hear about the baker down on Rue de la Paix?
(no, tell me!) He dropped the wedding cake,
or so they say.
Now the bride is in a hurry,
sweeping up the sweet debris.
Ah, but life
is just a pastry shop of small mistakes!
(such a mess) And we only have to laugh at every turn
it takes.
La-di-da, let the coffee pour!
(ooh-la-la) We don't need to worry anymore!
Just a song on the morning breeze,
Spinning right through the chestnut trees.
Now the painter on the corner has a brand new scheme,
(oh really?) Painting clouds of violet on a sea of cream.
But the rain is on the pavement,
washing all the blue away.
And the world keeps spinning round our little table,
(spin-spin-spin) Every character a writer of a fable.
La-di-da, let the coffee pour!
(ooh-la-la) We don't need to worry anymore!
Just a song on the morning breeze,
Spinning right through the chestnut trees.
Just another day at the cafe...
(ah, c'est la vie)