| Everybody’s laughin' at the Early Bird Café
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| I’ve been hidden there since yesterday, and I believe I’ve lost my way
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| Charlotte’s there in organdy, and Billy’s there in suede
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| There’s money in their pockets, and all the dues are paid
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| There’s wine on every table, and food on every plate
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| Well I hope I get there pretty soon, before it gets too late
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| Someone asked me what time it was — and I, told him it was now
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| He asked me just what that might mean, but time would not allow
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| So I gave away my watch to a passing businessman
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| Well I hope he understands it now — cause I’ve done the best I can
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| It was getting early, so I rushed away from there
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| With that ancient earth beneath my feet
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| And new dust in my hair
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| Well I ran on down the road a while, to the other side of town
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| My clothes were gettin' wrinkled, and my socks were fallin' down
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| But I could not stop to pull them up, for fear that I’d be late
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| So I kept on runnin' down the road until I saw the gate —
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| Of the Early Bird Cafe, glowin' golden like the sun
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| Everybody kept on singing, saying:
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| «Come on in, we’ve just begun!»
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| So I went right in, and I set right down, and I ordered up some wine
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| The talk was fast & clever, and the women all were fine
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| Charlotte asked me where I’d been with her jade and ivory eyes
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| I told her I’d been hung up, with some begger in disguise
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| Well she laughed like temple bells
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| Kissed me on the cheek and said:
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| «You know it’s hard to be alive sometimes…
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| But it’s easy…
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| To be dead!» |