It was a big group breakfast like so many others
We had our eggs and we had eachother
Merritt's a town and good hashbrowns
The morning winds up while the evening, winds down

There's sun in the steam of the coffee cups
Lingers 'round the table and warms us up
Where will you go next and what'll you do
Really nice last night having drinks, with you

You might be nostalgic 'bout this
But that's just one small part of bliss
And as you go around life's bends
Hope there's always a breakfast at the end

I get through with this, I get through with this
I get through with this, na na na na

Well we're cracking up jokes, moppin' up yolks
Starting to feel like pretty fine folks
No need to talk much in the woozy spaces
'Cause there's understanding on our boozy faces

You might be nostalgic 'bout this
And that's just one small part of bliss
And as you go around life's bends
Hope there's always a breakfast at the end

I get through with this, I get through with this
I get through with this, na na na na

Well the table is littered with jams and creamers
The booth is tight packed with tight faced beamers
And all of the paths that we will take
We leave the café and our breakfast, break

You might be nostalgic 'bout this
And that's just one small part of bliss
And as you go around life's bends
Hope there's always a breakfast at the end

I get through with this, I get through with this
I get through with this, na na na na