Black Coffee - 熊山 (웅산)
I'm feelin' mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor and watch the door
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
One o'clock to 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 is born to go on lovin'
And 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 moody all the morning
Mourning all the night
And in between it's nicotine
And not much heard to fight
Black coffee
Feelin' low as the ground
It's driving me crazy
Just wating for my baby
To maybe cone around
Now a man is born to go on lovin'
And 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 moody all the morning
Mourning all the night
And in between it's nicotine
And not much heard to fight
Black coffee
Feelin' low as the ground
It's driving me crazy
Just wating for my baby
To maybe cone around
