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There's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon
The coffees rubbish and the bacon's always hard to chew
And the toast is always soggy, but I hardly notice
And the food takes such a long time to get made
Even when I'm the only person in the cafe
And my tables always wobbly, but I hardly notice
You're probably thinking why would I even bother eating there
On a daily basis there's heaps of other places on offer
I won't change to another place if the bacon is rubber
And the taste of the cuppa makes you pull faces and splutter
Its the waitress I love her, the way she clears plates with a clutter
Makes my heart race and a flutter I know its crazy to love
A lady that's basically just a, stranger with an apron down her brother
I don't need to ask her name and number cause this relationship
Is built on breakfast, I'm waitin' on her just to wait on me, yeah
There's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon
The coffees rubbish and the bacon's always hard to chew
And the toast is always soggy, but I hardly notice
And the food takes such a long time to get made
Even when I'm the only person in the cafe
And my tables always wobbly, but I hardly notice
She says hi to me bye to me that'll be 5.95 to me, I don't really mind
That's alright with me I just smile and eat
Sometimes we mightn't speak for like a week
She knows during my quiet times I like to be alone
And write a poem with my headphones
Newspaper bacon fried or poached egg and a slice of toast, a long black, but
The beans are always burnt
And if the cup is dirty she just cleans it with her shirt
I wonder if shes my ideal girl and what would happen if we dated in the real world
'nah' I don't think it would work I wouldn't wanna risk what we have and have to tip cause of that
Besides, this relationship is built on breakfast
I'm waitin' on her just to wait on me
There's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon
The coffees rubbish and the bacon's always hard to chew
And the toast is always soggy, but I hardly notice
And the food takes such a long time to get made
Even when I'm the only person in the cafe
And my tables always wobbly, but I hardly notice
And it dont matter that the bacon I eats cold and its ok the newpapers are weeks old
But I dont mind no its fine cause shes all that im there for X2
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