You know the “classic” Wayne Newton song, “Danke Schoen”, right? Well, there’s one line that doesn’t make any sense, or does it? Perhaps I’m trying to over-analyze. Here’s the line:
“I recall
Central Park in fall,
How you tore your dress
What a mess
I confess
That’s not all.” What’s not all? What you recall?
I remember when you tore your dress. I must confess, that was a mess. That’s not all I remember - I also remember when we carved our initials into that tree on Lover’s Lane, etc.
I could be wrong though - let’s get to the bottom of this by doing an AltaVista English-to-German-to-English translation:
I call cent ral park in the case, like you your dress violently torn up, which a confusion, I admit back, all that am not.