Julian Velard, Brooke Van Poppelen - Brunchin' Lyrics

Burning up
Saturday Night
Turn it up
Turn down the lights
Break out the chamomile tea
The thousand-count thread
Hit the pillows, we're going to bed

Break of dawn
Groove is deep
Rolling out
8 hours sleep
The joint is shoulder to shoulder at 9:45
Sunday morning's got us coming alive

Oh! We go brunchin', brunchin'
The magic begins
We go brunchin, brunchin'
Put our names in
Feeling so free
Over easy
In a prix fixe
Fantasy

We go brunchin', brunchin'
Looking so fine
We go brunchin', brunchin'
Front of the line
Such a lush scene
Living in-between
Endless champagne
And caffeine

Party's on
Whole party's here
What's happening Hostess?
Is that table clear?
Pop a bottle of sparkling
The best H20
Lemon wedges, we're ready to go

Getting down
Menu's up
Flying high
Second cup
Got a bump of raw sugar
In my coffee spoon
Seeing double and it's not even noon

We go brunchin', brunchin'
In broad daylight
We go brunchin', brunchin'
Egg game is tight
Feeling so free
Over easy
In a prix fixe
Fantasy

We go brunchin', brunchin'
Organic meat
We go brunchin', we brunchin'
Allergic to wheat
Such a lush scene
Living in-between
Endless champagne
And caffeine

Hi my name's Brooke
And I'll be your server today

Do you have any specials?

Julian, everything's special when you're brunchin'

I'd go coast to coast for some of that French toast
Let your backbone slip for Eggs Benedict
I wanna see you shake for a savory crepe
Put on a sexy dress for some French press

We Go Brunchin, Brunchin'
Hot hollandaise
We go Brunchin, Brunchin
Split it six ways
This is all I crave
I'm a brunch slave
I won't brunch behave
I'm so brunch depraved
Ride that brunch wave
To my brunch grave
Oh my brunch soul
Has been brunch saved
Till next weekend