Lyrics - Breakfast At Sweethearts by Cold Chisel

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

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