Black Coffee

Black Coffee - Crystal White/Massimo Farao Trio

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

Since the blues caught my eye

I'm hanging out on sunday

My sunday dream's too dry

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

Lovin' hanging down blues

I'm hanging out on sunday

In this weekday room

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

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

To maybe come around