ramen

 

 

Sunday morning rituals walking down among the stalls
The place is alive and set to go
You can sit and watch the world pass on by
Catch a whiff of bad brew, but it’s OK

You’ve been here a 1000 times and you think you’ve seen it all
But have you seen the boys at the Ramen stall.
One’s a love-sick puppy and plays a mean guitar
The other a big boy in a tiny car.

Ramen stall Ramen stall
The boys will give it all
Ramen stall Ramen stall
A lovin’ touch that will enthral

Friers burn away, cheap jewels swing in the breeze
You can mix in the crowd if you please
Loui’s got the gear makes the band sound like stars
Kids play happy on the monkey bars

But if you looking for a smile and a bow in respect
The Ramen stall will give you just that
A simple recipe from another time and place
Happy, kind and full of grace

Ramen stall Ramen stall
The boys will give it all
Ramen stall Ramen stall
A lovin’ touch that will enthral