(Karaoke Version Teaching Vocal) - Musical Creations Studio Musicians (Karaoke)
The trouble with the world today, it seems to me,
Is coffee in a cardboard cup.
The trouble with the affluent society
No one's ever casual and nonchalant,
No one waits a minute in a restaurant,
No one wants a waitress passing pleasantries
Like "How're you, Miss?"
"How're you, Sir?"
"May I take your order please?"
The trouble with the world today is plain to see,
Is everything is hurry up.
It's rush it through, and don't be slow,
And BLT on rye to go,
Coffee in a cardboard cup.
The trouble with the helter-skelter life we lead
The trouble, the psychologists have all agreed,
Tell me, what could possibly be drearier
Than seafood from the Belnord cafeteria?
Seems to me a gentleman would much prefer
"How've you been?"
"Would you like the special, sir?"
There's ready-wear, and instant tea,
And minute rice, and my oh me,
There's coffee (I think she said)
Coffee (I know she said)
The trouble with the world today, beyond a doubt,
The trouble is the way we like to take things out,
Like coffee in a cardboard cup.
No one knows the meaning of utopia
Is dining at the corner cornucopia,
Seems to me we wouldn't be such nervous wrecks
With "Hello, there!"
"Be right back!"
"Would you care for separate checks?"
It's all become looney tunes
With sugar packs and plastic spoons
And coffee Coffee
Easy On Me