| Breakfast At Sweethearts |
| Campbell lane Through the window, curtain rain Long night gone, yellow day Speed shivers melt away Six o'clock I'm goin' down Coffee's hot and the toast is brown Hey streetsweeper, clear my way Sweethearts breakfast is the best in town Oh-oh, Breakfast at Sweethearts . . . Hey, Anne-Maria It's always good to see her She don't smile or flirt She just wears that mini-skirt Drunks come in Paper bag, Brandivino Dreams fly away As she pulls another cappucino Six o'clock I'm goin' down Coffee's hot and the toast is brown Hey streetsweeper, clear my way Sweethearts breakfast is the best in town Oh-oh, Breakfast at Sweethearts . . . |