swimmingpool

  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've never know a Sunday  In this weekday rule  I'm talking to the shadows from 1 o'clock til 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 dreams to 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 mooning all the morning and mourning all the night  And in between it's nicotine And not much heart to fight  Black coffee Feelin' low as the ground It's driving me crazy just waiting for my baby  To maybe come around... around I'm waiting for my baby  To maybe come around My nerves have gone to pieces...