People in coffees shops
Often stare into space
As the rest of the world goes by
Setting the pace;
People in coffee shops
Order drinks that they don't really like
But they sound impressive
To the man on his bike;
People in coffee shops
Sip at a cup that's too large
They talk about philosophical things
Including Nigel Farrage;
People in coffee shops
Opt out even if just for a while
They cross their legs and turn around
Practice their false smiles;
People in coffee shops
Don't mourn their money lost
Paying far more than for coffee at home
Which is a fraction of the cost
People in coffee shops
Think themselves a little Parisienne
The women tell silly jokes
Think they are comediennes;
People in coffee shops
Eat far too much cake
And wash it down with more coffee
In a cup that could hold a small lake;
Eventually people in coffee shops
Reluctantly get to their feet
Sigh a little wistfully
Leave and walk back down the street.
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