Xmas Breakfast

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Jazz on the short wave bare feet on the rug
Hot orange pekoe in a busted mug
Four dollar haircut Chinatown style
Jeans and t-shirt six strings and a smile

Clothes to the corner detergent, petty cash
Fill up my window with sandalwood ash
Boxes and wishes sent overnight
Long distance kisses and oh so many lights

On Sunday morning I’m coming down
East sixty eighth street that’s where I’m bound
No reservations just lips that want a taste
Xmas breakfast got no time to waste

So this 51 out of 52
Who would have thought that baby me and you
Could keep on keeping the lights from burning out
And walk the walk by now we’re learning how

Our times are changing but certain things will not
True love and beauty will never be forgot
We have each other December 24th
For all religions it’s time for peace on earth

Tomorrow morning I’m coming down
East sixty eighth street that’s where I’m bound
No reservations just lips that want a taste
Xmas breakfast got no time to waste

It’s been a big one - losses, wins, and draws
But now it’s over so let’s stop keeping score
No need to fight it just give in to the grace
Xmas breakfast got no time to waste


 - December 2016 -