Karaoké Black Coffee k.d. lang

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

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 tend her oven

And drown her past regrets in coffee and cigarettes

I'm moonin' all the mornin'

Moanin' all the night

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

Hmm