I grabbed the ones 
               That I could find
               Sat down with 
               Some cheese and wine

               I haven't looked at these
               In years, many years
               Notes I would write
               In a big scurry

               Telephone numbers,
               Many addresses,
               A few quotes, here and there
               Love lines that I would share

               These napkins were history
               Coming from clubs I'd been
               Restaurants too
               Bringing back 'good' times

               Numbers from men,
               Women, oh yes, women
               Friends from college
               Aquaintances along the way 

               Memories are like flashbacks
               It only takes a trigger
               Pictures, sounds, seeing
               Notes on napkins