Текст песни Sinead O`Connor - Black Coffee
Sinead O`Connor - Black Coffee слова песни
(P.F. Webster / S. Burke)I`m feelin`mighty lonesome,haven`t slept a winkI walk the floor and watchthe door and in betweenI drink black coffeeLove`s hand me down broomI`ll never know a SundayIn this weekday roomI`m talkin` to the shadowsOne o`clock till fourAnd Lord, how slowthe moments goWhen all I do is pourblack coffeeSince the blues caught my eyeI`m hangin`out on Mondaymy Sunday dreams to dryNow a man is born to go a lovin`A woman`s born to weep and fretTo stay at home andtend her overAnd drown het past regretsin coffee and cigarettes!I`m moanin` all the mornin`And mournin` all the nightAnd in between it`s nicotineAnd not much heart to fight black coffeeFeelin`low as the groundIt`s drivin` me crazyThis waiting for my babyTo maybe come around