The Girl From Montreal

Keep feeding me the replay, I want to know if this is a good call
Because all the talk and all the hype is focused on that girl from Montreal
In from out of town, from Point Claire, all the way down
With a sniper, shooting righty on the left wing type of clown
He was kind of a whiner, from that shiner he got in the minors
I guess that explains the handshake note she slipped me today

It said, "I hope this finds you well, I haven't seen you since the carousel
I was there and I concur, we were immature amateurs
I can't forget it all, am I still your baby doll?
All I need is one more walk in our snowfall
Signed, The Girl From Montreal"

I should have kept my eyes on the puck, but they were focused on the figure skating cutie Canuck
After practice she'd give me a wink, and we'd sneak out the door at the back of the rink
A French kiss and "parlez vous?", is my last memory of you
Now you reappear with a bunch of years between now and then
I'll write back and pretend

That I'm doing well, and I could meet you at the carousel
I'll be there but I'm not sure if he'll be showing up with her
I'll can't forget it all, I guess you're still my baby doll
All I need is one more walk in our snowfall, with my girl from Montreal

At the carousel I reread your note, and saw you and minor boy making out
Looks like the figure skater got her hockey player, like she wanted way back in the day

I hope you treat her well and fix our broken carousel
I was there, let me concur, no one would love that more than her
I'll try to forget it all if you take care of my baby doll
Now skate away, I hope that you end up having a ball
With my girl from Montreal