It's breakfast time in Baghdad
ot sure where you are
maybe you've out dancing
or staring at a star
We lost 2 more boys last night
but my eyes opened today
so now I'm thinking 'bout flowered dresses
and these words I gotta say
chorus:
If I tell you that I'm sorry
can you hear me anyway
despite my distance from you
and our lives in disarray
If you turn on your radio
I'll tell you what I'll do
I'll find out where you're tuning in
and broadcast these Baghdad blues
the boys have seen your picure
and rib me all the time
about sneaking away to steal your heart
and take away what's mine
But when the nighttime fire glows
their tanned faces come and go
sometimes back in loving arms
and sometimes on this road
chorus
It's breakfast time in Baghdad
ot sure where you are
maybe you've out dancing
or staring at a star
chorus