I'm feeling mighty lonesome, haven't slept a winkI walk the floor from nine to four, in between I drinkBlack coffee, love's a hand-me-down brewI'll never know a Sunday, in this weekday roomTo the shadow, one o'clock to fourAnd Lord, how slow the moments goAnd all I do is pourBlack coffee, since the blues caught my eyeI'm hanging on MondayMy Sunday dreams, to dryThat man was born to go lovin'But was a woman born to weep and fretAnd stay home until the endAnd drown her past regretsIn coffee and cigarettesI'm moonin' all the mornin', mornin' all the nightIn between it's nicotine, not much heart to fightBlack coffeeFeelin' love, feelin' love, feelin' loveBlow przy gródIt's draggin' me crazyThis thinking about my babyMy babyCome aroundCome aroundlullabies
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