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Campbell Lane, and through the window curtain rain
Long night gone, yellow day, the speed shivers melt away
Six o'clock, I'm going down
The coffee's hot and the toast is brown
Hey, Streetsweeper, clear my way
Sweethearts breakfast the best in town
Oh, o-o-oh, breakfast at Sweethearts
Oh, o-o-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 pours another cappucino
CHORUS
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Six o'clock, I'm going down
The coffee's hot and the toast is brown
Hey, Streetsweeper, clear my way
Sweethearts breakfast the best in town
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Breakfast at Yeah