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 end 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 the 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 It'll be quite quiet when you first get on But as that tram keeps moving along It'll fill with people starting on their day They'll be laughing and joking as they eat They'll be pa**ing plates along the seats Your night of heartache will soon seem far away And even though you're a stranger They'll make you feel Right at home They'll be offering to refill your coffee They won't have you sitting there alone They've seen many others just like you And each one of them has had it happen too So just enjoy your scrambled eggs and ham Treat yourself To a cinnamon pancake Very soon you'll forget your heartache When you have breakfast on the morning tram And even though you're a stranger They'll make you feel Right at home They'll be offering to refill your coffee They won't have you sitting there alone 'Cause they've seen many others just like you And each one of them has had it happen too So just enjoy your fresh croissant and jam And don't neglect the Belgian waffles You'll soon forget your troubles When you have breakfast on the morning tram