In the cafe you were sitting all alone   seemed a shame that a woman such as you had not changed her name   and all the while my thoughts were painted plain upon my brow   Allie, you ought to be a married woman now      Allie you're the sweetest thing that i ever seen, its true   how my head starts a spinning when i look at you   my feet can't find the floor to stand up straight   they won't, not now   Allie, you ought to be a married woman now   Allie, you ought to be a married woman now      I would sing you songs of love beneath your windowpane   I would whisper poems in your palms in pouring rain   oh to kiss your neck, your hands your eyes, your mouth   Allie, you ought to be a married woman now   Allie, you ought to be a married woman now      All my life I've   been waiting for someone   waiting for someone   to find me   to remind me      In the cafe you were sitting all alone   seemed a shame that a woman such as you had not changed her name   and all the while my thoughts were painted plain upon my brow   Allie, you ought to be a married woman now   Allie, you ought to be a married woman now