Drinking tea under your covers while kissing thee

I've been in a funk the past few days. I don't know why really, but a funk there has been. Thank fuck the funk has gone. This morning I'm listening to the French Quarter. A boy bought me this beauty on lovely lovely vinyl in 2008, with the explanation that In June reminded him of me. I'm not sure why, but I really like the record. And I really do like In June. So thank you.

Here's a live version right here.