Breakfast At Sweethearts

Campbell lane
Through the window, curtain rain
Long night gone, yellow day
The speed shivers melts away

At six o'clock I'm goin' down
The coffee's hot and the toast is brown
Hey street sweeper, clear my way
Sweethearts breakfast, the best in town

Woh-oh-oh, Breakfast at Sweethearts
Woh-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 cappuccino

At six o'clock I'm goin' down
The coffee's hot and the toast is brown
Hey street sweeper, clear my way
Sweethearts breakfast, the best in town

Woh-oh-oh, Breakfast at Sweethearts
Woh-oh-oh, Breakfast at Sweethearts
Yeah

At six o'clock I'm goin' down
The coffee's hot and the toast is brown
Hey street sweeper, clear my way
Sweethearts breakfast, the best in town

At six o'clock I'm goin' down
The coffee's hot and the toast is brown
Hey street sweeper, clear my way
A Sweetheart breakfast's the best in town

Breakfast at Sweethearts, yeah