“Ah, Henri… whenever you play that song it takes me back to Paris, to my carefree days when I was young and went to parties every night. And the tomcats, how they adored me, but I gave my heart to only one — the stranger from Tangiers. His face was dark and furry, a bit like yours. Sa-a-a-ay, you’re kind of cute yourself…”
Submitted by Arne and Faye. More keyboard kuteness on this guy’s Instagram feed.