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So here you are in this city
With a shattered heart, it seems
Though when you arrived you thought you'd have
The holiday of your dreams
You'd cry yourself to sleep if you could
But you've been awake all night
Well here's something that you need to do
At the first hint of morning light
Walk right across the deserted city
To the Boulevard Amsterdam
And wait there
For what the citizens here
Refer to as the Breakfast Tram
Climb on board
You'll soon manage
To find at the far and of the carriage
The most wonderful buffet
There's everything you'd want to eat
You can take a feast back to your seat
Whatever you can fit onto your tray
And the mist on the windows will start to fade
As the sun climbs higher in the sky
And you can sit back with your café au lait
While outside thr waking city clatters by
So things didn't quite meet expectations
But you're bound to conclude upon reflection
There's no reason you should give a damn
Just treat yourself
To a cinnamon pancake
Very soon you'll forget your heartache
When you have breakfast on the morning tram
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| THE HYPERACTIVE GAY BOY™ |
// BALI //
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