Black Coffee
akiko"Black Coffee" is a song by akiko, released in 2014 in the Pop genre. The song is 5:21 long and contains 44 lines and 224 words.
Lyrics
0:18I'm feeling mighty lonesome
0:22Haven't slept a wink
0:25I walk the floor and watch the door
0:30And in between I drink
0:33Black coffee
0:39Love's a hand me down brew
0:51I'll never know a Sunday
0:55In this weekday room
1:07I'm talking to the shadows
1:11One o'clock to four
1:14And lord how slow the moments go
1:19When all I do is pour
1:22Black coffee
1:28Since the blues caught my eye
1:40I'm hanging out on Monday
1:44My Sunday dreams to dry
1:54Now a man is born to go a loving
2:04A woman's born to weep and fret
2:11To stay at home and tend her oven
2:20And drown her past regrets
2:24In coffee and cigarettes
2:30I'm mooning all the morning
2:34Mourning all the night
2:37And in between it's nicotine
2:41And not much heart to fight
2:45Black coffee
2:51Feeling low as the ground
2:59It's driving me crazy
3:02Just waiting for my baby
3:07To maybe come around
4:09Now a man is born to go a loving
4:19A woman's born to weep and fret
4:26To stay at home and tend her oven
4:34And drown her past regrets
4:38In coffee and cigarettes
4:44I'm mooning all the morning
4:48Mourning all the night
4:51And in between it's nicotine
4:55And not much heart to fight
4:59Black coffee
5:05Feeling low as the ground
5:13It's driving me crazy
5:16Just waiting for my baby
5:21To maybe come around
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 dreams to dry Now a man is born to go a loving 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 mooning all the morning Mourning all the night And in between it's nicotine And not much heart to fight Black coffee Feeling low as the ground It's driving me crazy Just waiting for my baby To maybe come around Now a man is born to go a loving 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 mooning all the morning Mourning all the night And in between it's nicotine And not much heart to fight Black coffee Feeling low as the ground It's driving me crazy Just waiting for my baby To maybe come around
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