Soob's day off

I was wandering through the streets of the city
Rambling through the avenues of time
When from nowhere my eyes fell onto a girl,
and by chance her eyes fell onto mine

She said "your beard is woven of heartache"
And we'll drink for the lonely, tonight
And the moon is a horny old drunkard
(Uh Soob, you're making this up, right?)

We drank dandelion wine and we reminisced about the moment when we first met that day
Then we reminisced about how we first reminisced(Oh yea? Sounds a bit gay)

She handed me a broken memory
A keepsake to forever-more save
That a brief taste of love is as sweet as any
And with that she made her way


She said her name was a secret
Then she said her name was Cherie
(Is her middle name Cherie?So its a Secret Cherie?)
Hmm maybe (What'd she look like?)
She looked like a Parisian river(What, dirty?)
She looked like a chocolate eclair(Thats rare)
Her eyes were reflections of eyes(Ohh nice)
And the rainbows danced in her hair(Oh yea)
She reminded me of a winter's morning(What, frigid?)
Her perfume was Eau De Toilette(What does that mean?)
She was comparable to Cleopatra(Quite old?)
She was like Shakespeare's Juliet(What 13?)

(Soob, did any of this actually happen?)

The girl I described, she's as real as the wind, Its true, I saw her today
The other details are inventions, Because I prefer her that way