| So here you are in this city
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| With a shattered heart, it seems
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| Though when you arrived you thought you’d have
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| The holiday of your dreams
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| You’d cry yourself to sleep if you could
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| But you’ve been awake all night
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| Well here’s something that you need to do
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| At the first hint of morning light
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| Walk right across the deserted city
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| To the Boulevard Amsterdam
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| And wait there
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| For what the citizens here
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| Refer to as the Breakfast Tram
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| Climb on board
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| You’ll soon manage
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| To find at the far end of the carriage
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| The most wonderful buffet
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| There’s everything you’d want to eat
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| You can take a feast back to your seat
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| Whatever you can fit onto your tray
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| And the mist on the windows will start to fade
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| As the sun climbs higher in the sky
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| And you can sit back with your café au lait
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| While outside the waking city clatters by
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| So things didn’t quite meet expectations
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| But you’re bound to conclude upon reflection
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| There’s no reason you should give a damn
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| Just treat yourself
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| To a cinnamon pancake
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| Very soon you’ll forget your heartache
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| When you have breakfast on the morning tram
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| It’ll be quite quiet when you first get on
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| But as that tram keeps moving along
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| It’ll fill with people starting on their day
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| They’ll be laughing and joking as they eat
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| They’ll be passing plates along the seats
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| Your night of heartache will soon seem far away
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| And even though you’re a stranger
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| They’ll make you feel
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| Right at home
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| They’ll be offering to refill your coffee
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| They won’t have you sitting there alone
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| They’ve seen many others just like you
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| And each one of them has had it happen too
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| So just enjoy your scrambled eggs and ham
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| Treat yourself
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| To a cinnamon pancake
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| Very soon you’ll forget your heartache
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| When you have breakfast on the morning tram
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| And even though you’re a stranger
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| They’ll make you feel
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| Right at home
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| They’ll be offering to refill your coffee
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| They won’t have you sitting there alone
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| 'Cause they’ve seen many others just like you
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| And each one of them has had it happen too
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| So just enjoy your fresh croissant and jam
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| And don’t neglect the Belgian waffles
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| You’ll soon forget your troubles
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| When you have breakfast on the morning tram |