We come to coffee
My lover and I
And she is there,
A good friend of ours,
Our lady in pink.
We chat and we laugh,
We talk of our lives
And know so much,
So much about each other,
Our lady in pink.
Fo many years we have known,
Known each other
And the lady often wears pink,
Pink about her person.
But this lady is so fine
And best of all
Is that she is a friend,
A friend to us both,
And this will never change,
And we will always be friends
With our lady in pink.