Black Coffee Testo

Testo Black Coffee

I❝m feeling mighty lonesome
Haven❝t slept a wink
I walk the floor and watch the 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
1 o❝clock to 4
And lord, how slow the moments go
When all I do is pour
Black coffee
Since the blues caught my eye
I❝m hanging out on monday
My sunday dream❝s too dry
Now a man is born to go a lovin❝
A woman❝s born to weep and fret
To stay at home and tend her oven
And drown her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes
I❝m moody all the morning
Mourning all the night
And in between it❝s nicotine
And not much hard to fight
Black coffee
Feelin❝ low as the ground
It❝s driving me crazy just waiting for my baby
To maybe come around
My nerves have gone to pieces
My hair is turning gray
All I do is drink black coffee
Since my man❝s gone away
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