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Verse 1a sultan sat on his oriental mat
In his harem in downtown persia
He took a sip of coffee
Just a drip
And he said to his servant kersia
Ah
Curse ya
Curse ya
Curse ya
That
S the worst cup of coffee in persia
Cause
All I want is a proper cup of coffee
Made in a proper copper coffee pot
I may be off my dot
But I want a proper coffee in a proper copper pot
Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots
They are no use to me
If I can't have a proper cup of coffee in a proper copper coffee pot
I'll have a cup of tea
In days of old when knights and men were bold
And whiskey was much cheaper
Burt turpin rode to a coffee shop and showed his pistols to the keeper
He said
Stand and deliver
Can
T you see that I
M all a
Quiver
Verse 3when bonaparte found that he was in the cart and he lost that waterloo fight
He gave his sword to wellington
My lord
And he said
Those british can
T half fight
Now you
Ve had your waterloo
Sir
Tell me what am I having with you
Sir
Now king solomon and his queen would carry on
So we heard in the ancient scandals
He bought her lots of silver coffee pots with diamond legs and handles
And said the queen of sheba
