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Shalosh baboker, Tel Aviv batayelet
Beit kafe, mazmina li hafuch
Pit'om hofi'a chatich sham badelet
Hebit elai venigash bechiyuch
Hoshit li perach az chiyachti besheket
Ani yoda'at lesachek ta' mischak
Hu lo mevin ani lo stam shoteket
Uve'eynav ra'iti eich hu nidlak
Al temaher, chakeh, al temaher
Mabat rishon zot ashlaya cholefet
Al temaher, chakeh, al temaher
Zeh lo hapri zo haklipa she'otefet
Yashavnu kacha kshe'haboker hegi'a
Dibarnu sham al ha ve'al da
Ulai machar hu nisa lehatzi'a
Az amarti lo kedai shetedah
Ani lo mechapeset kesher romanti
Besach hakol ratziti hafuch
Haya na'im et haperach ahavti
Velo ichpat li lekabel od chiyuch
Al temaher, chakeh, al temaher
Mabat rishon zot ashlaya cholefet
Al temaher, chakeh, al temaher
Zeh lo hapri zo haklipa she'otefet
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Three in the morning, the Tel Aviv boardwalk
At the café, I order a Cafe Latte
Suddenly a good looking guy appeared in the doorway
He looked at me and came over with a smile
He gave me a flower and I smiled quietly
I know how to play the game.
He doesn't understand I am quiet for a reason
And in his eyes I saw his excitement
Don't rush, wait, don't rush
A first glance is a passing delusion
Don't rush, wait, don't rush
It's not the fruit, it is the peel that wraps around it
We sat thus as the morning arrived
We spoke there of this and that
Maybe tomorrow, he tried to suggest
So I told him it's adviseable that you know
I am not looking for a romantic relationship
As a matter of fact 'I just wanted a Cafe Latte'
It was nice, I liked the flower
And I don't mind getting another smile.
Don't rush, wait, don't rush
A first glance is a passing delusion
Don't rush, wait, don't rush
It's not the fruit, it is the peel that wraps around it.
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