The lingering bells of a multitude of bicycles Clinging to the misty air Carefree Careless Canal flows past Upon which dances sunlight A bundle of sparkles It's early morning in-situation The ladies of night, are still sat propped up sleepily Looking like they're wide awake The coffee shops seem to never quit, they never seem to sleep Wake up and smell the coffee Delft grinders shaped as windmills turn and grind Oh to awaken in fair Amsterdam
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The lingering bells of a multitude of bicycles Clinging to the misty air Carefree Careless Canal flows past Upon which dances sunlight A bundle of sparkles It's early morning in-situation The ladies of night, are still sat propped up sleepily Looking like they're wide awake The coffee shops seem to never quit, they never seem to sleep Wake up and smell the coffee Delft grinders shaped as windmills turn and grind Oh to awaken in fair Amsterdam