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Feelin' mighty lonesome
I 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'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday room

I'm talkin to the shadows
From one o'clock till four
And Lord, how slow the moments go
When 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, a man was 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 moonin' all the mornin'
Moanin' all the night
And in between it's nicotine
And not much heart to fight
Black coffee, yeah
Feelin' low as the ground
It's drivin' me crazy
This waitin on my man
To come around

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Now, a man was born to go a lovin'
While a woman's born to weep and to fret
To stay at home and tend her oven
Just 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, yeah
Feelin' low as the ground
It's drivin' me crazy
This waitin for my baby
To maybe come around
Drivin' me crazy
This waitin for my man
To come around

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