Black Coffee

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k.d. lang - Pop

Black Coffee

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Duration: 3:20

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I'm feelin' mighty lonesome Haven't slept a wink I walk the floor from nine to four 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 talkin to the shadow One o'clock till four And Lord, how slow the moments go And all I do is pour Black coffee Since the blues caught my eye I'm hangin' out on Monday My Sunday dreams to dry Now man was born to go a lovin' But was a woman born to weep and fret And stay at home and tend her oven And drown her past regrets In coffee and cigarettes I'm moonin' all the mornin' Moanin' all the night And in between it's nicotine And not much heart to fight Black coffee Feelin' low as the ground It's drivin' me crazy This thinkin' 'bout my baby Might maybe come around Come around

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Credits

Writers
  • Paul Francis Webster
  • Sonny Burke