| Cold Chisel
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| Breakfast At Sweethearts
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| Breakfast At Sweethearts
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| Words and Music by Don Walker.
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| Campbell lane,
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| And thru' the window curtain rain,
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| Long night gone, yellow day,
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| The speed shivers melts away.
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| Six o’clock I’m going down,
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| The coffee’s hot and the toast is brown,
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| Hey! |
| street-sweeper, clear my way,
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| Sweethearts' breakfast the best in town.
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| woh o-o-oh, Breakfast at Sweethearts.
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| woh o-o-oh, Breakfast at Sweethearts.
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| Hey! |
| Anne-Maria,
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| It’s always good to see her,
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| She don’t smile a flirt,
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| She just wears that mini-skirt,
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| Drunks come in
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| A paper bag Brandivino,
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| Dreams fly away
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| as she pulls another capucino.
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| Six o’clock I’m going down,
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| The coffee’s hot and the toast is brown,
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| Hey! |
| street-sweeper, clear my way,
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| Sweethearts' breakfast the best in town.
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| woh o-o-oh, Breakfast at Sweethearts.
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| woh o-o-oh, Breakfast at Sweethearts.
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| At Six o’clock I’m going down,
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| The coffee’s hot and the toast is brown,
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| Hey! |
| street-sweeper, clear my way,
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| Sweethearts' breakfast the best in town.
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| Six o’clock I’m going down,
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| The coffee’s hot and the toast is brown,
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| Hey! |
| street-sweeper, clear my way,
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| Sweethearts' breakfast the best in town.
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| Breakfast at Sweethearts, ye-ah ye-e ye-e yeah.
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| Transcribed by Ivan Smith-Romero () |