Текст песни Black Coffee - BABA SEHGAL
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
One
o'clock
to
four
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-loving
A
woman's
born
to
weep
and
fret
And
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
Coffee
Feeling
low
as
the
ground
It's
driving
me
crazy
This
waiting
for
my
baby
To
maybe
come
around
Mmh,
mmh,
mmh
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