The Breakfast Blues

You took my baby out for breakfast She must have wanted it bad I would of taken her to breakfast But I'm short on cash When I ask her why she's leaving She tells me there's no reason to be upset I fell in love with the sound of broken glass on the ground Cause there is more on my mind then on my plate I don't know what I should do, you won her over with food Now I'm the guy you love to hate You took my baby out for coffee French vanilla she's so sweet I would of taken her to coffee But she wants nothing to do with me When I ask her why she's leaving She tells me there's no reason to be upset I fell in love with the sound of broken glass on the ground Cause there is more on my mind then on my plate I don't know what I should do, you won her over with food Now I'm the guy you love to hate So I fell in love with the sound of broken glass on the ground Cause there is more on my mind then on my plate I don't know what I should do, you won her over with food Now I'm the guy you love to hate I've got the breakfast blues. Ive got the breakfast blues Im just a restless fool who's got the breakfast blues And when I ask her why she's leaving She tells me there's no reason to be upset