Lyrics:

I'm feeling kinda lonely
Haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor and watch that door
And in between I drink

Black coffee
Love's a hand me down brew
I'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday room
I'm talking to the shadows
From 1 o'clock till 4
And lord, how slow the moments go
When all I do is pour

Coffee
Feeling low as the ground
And it's driving me crazy
Just waiting for my baby
To maybe come around
Now is a man born to go a lovin'
And is a woman's born to weep and fret
And to stay at home tending the oven
Drowning her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes

I'm moaning all the morning
And mourning all the night
And in between it's nicotine
And not much heart to fight

Coffee
Feelin' low as the ground
And it's driving me crazy
Just waiting for my baby
To maybe, maybe my baby
Will come around...
I'm moaning all the morning
And mourning all the night
And in between it's nicotine
And not much heart to fight
Feelin' low as the ground
And it's driving me

Crazy
Just waiting for my baby
To maybe come
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