Jatin walks in, clock strikes eleven, ain't no myth
Tim Hortons crew, ready for the night shift
One minute late, that's Jatin's little twist
Brenden waiting, patience gettin' kinda brisk
Dunnville's quiet streets, lights dim and low
Jatin's hustle, caffeine startin' to flow
Behind the counter, brewin' java like a pro
Brenden taps his foot, thinkin"Where'd he go?"
Jatin working, clock ticking' slow
Brenden waiting, in the lineup, he show
Dunnville Timmies, under that moon's glow
Shift starting, but gotta keep it on the low
Jatin's apron on, doughnuts in the display
Brenden's frown turns up, patience shows some grace
Hot cups of coffee, the aroma fills the space
Every night they visit, this late-night race
Brenden orders iced coffee, half asleep
Jatin's hands movin, rhythm he gotta keep
Behind the counter, Jatin's secrets he won't leak
Brenden bites a doughnut, flavors he's gonna reap
Jatin working, clock ticking' slow
Brenden waiting, in the lineup, he show
Dunnville Timmies, under that moon's glow
Shift starting, but gotta keep it on the low
Kaylen and Jaxon, they roll on in
To Dunnville Tim's, let the fun begin
Jatin's behind the counter, smiling wide
Asks"what's it gonna be?" as they step inside