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