Lyrics:

There's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon
the coffees rubbish and the bacons always hard to chew
and the toast is always soggy, but I hardly notice
and the food takes such a long time to get made
even when I'm the only person I the cafe
and my tables always wobbly, but I hardly notice

You're probably thinking why would I even bother eating there
on a daily basis there's heaps of other places on offer
I wont change to another place if the bacon is rubber
and the taste of the cuppa makes you pull faces and splutter
its the waitress I love her, the way she clears plates with a clutter
makes my heart race and a flutter I know its crazy to lover her
a lady that's basically just a, stranger with an apron down her brother
I don't need to ask her name and number cause this relationship
is built on breakfast, I'm waitin' on her just to wait on me

There's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon
the coffees rubbish and the bacons always hard to chew
and the toast is always soggy, but I hardly notice
and the food takes such a long time to get made
even when I'm the only person I the cafe
and my tables always wobbly, but I hardly notice

She says hi to me bye to me that'll be 5.95 to me
I don't really mind that's alright with me
I just smile and eat sometimes we mightn't speak for like a week
she knows in my quiet times I like to be alone
and write a poem with my headphones
newspaper bacon fried or poached egg
slice of toast, a long black,
but the beans are always burnt
and if the cup is dirty she just cleans it with her shirt
I wonder if she's my ideal girl
and what would happen if we dated in the real world
nah I don't think it would work
I wouldn't wanna risk what we have and have to tip cause of that
besides, this relationship is built on breakfast
I'm waitin' on her just to wait on me

There's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon
the coffees rubbish and the bacons always hard to chew
and the toast is always soggy, but I hardly notice
and the food takes such a long time to get made
even when I'm the only person I the cafe
and my tables always wobbly, but I hardly notice

And it don't matter that the bacon I eats cold
and its ok the newspapers are weeks old
but I don't mind no its fine cause she's all
that I'm there for

And it don't matter that the bacon I eats cold
and its ok the newspapers are weeks old
but I don't mind no its fine cause she's all
that I'm there for

There's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon
the coffees rubbish and the bacons always hard to chew
and the toast is always soggy, but I hardly notice
and the food takes such a long time to get made
even when I'm the only person I the cafe
and my tables always wobbly, but I hardly notice