Black Coffee
Woong San"Black Coffee" is a song by Woong San, released in 2011 in the Pop genre. The song is 5:35 long and contains 44 lines and 223 words.
Lyrics
0:26I'm feelin' mighty lonesome
0:32Haven't slept a wink
0:36I walk the floor and watch the door
0:42In between I drink
0:45Black coffee
0:51Love's a hand me down brew
1:01I'll never know a Sunday
1:06In this weekday room
1:27I'm talkin to the shadows
1:32One o'clock to four
1:37And Lord how slow the moments go
1:40When all I do is pour
1:43Black coffee
1:48Since the blues caught my eye
1:59I'm hangin' out on Monday
2:04My Sunday dreams to dry
2:15Now a man is born to go on lovin'
2:23And woman's born to weep and fret
2:30To stay at home and tend her oven
2:37And drown her past regrets
2:41In coffee and cigarettes
2:44I'm moody all the morning
2:49Mourning all the night
2:53And in between it's nicotine
2:57And not much heard to fight
3:00Black coffee
3:05Feelin' low as the ground
3:12It's driving me crazy
3:16Just wating for my baby
3:20To maybe cone around
4:30Now a man is born to go on lovin'
4:39And woman's born to weep and fret
4:45To stay at home and tend her oven
4:52And drown her past regrets
4:56In coffee and cigarettes
5:00I'm moody all the morning
5:05Mourning all the night
5:09And in between it's nicotine
5:12And not much heard to fight
5:15Black coffee
5:20Feelin' low as the ground
5:27It's driving me crazy
5:31Just wating for my baby
5:35To maybe cone around
I'm feelin' mighty lonesome Haven't slept a wink I walk the floor and watch the door 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 talkin 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 hangin' out on Monday My Sunday dreams to dry Now a man is born to go on lovin' And 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 heard to fight Black coffee Feelin' low as the ground It's driving me crazy Just wating for my baby To maybe cone around Now a man is born to go on lovin' And 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 heard to fight Black coffee Feelin' low as the ground It's driving me crazy Just wating for my baby To maybe cone around
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