Coffee Blues
I've had no cups of coffee
Put my hat on the wrong feet
Grind the water and boil the beans
But first I'll comb my teeth
I poured one cup of coffee
But my arms were still asleep
Poured half on my lap, half on my shirt
And the third half down my sleeve
I got them dirty awful rotten coffee blues
If you got a cup brother I'll seldom refuse
This here machine she runs on caffeine
I got them dirty rotten awful coffee blues
I poured three cups of coffee
Now I'm feelin' purdy hot
When it boils right down to the finest grounds
I'm still an empty pot
I've had five cups of coffee
Now I'm thinkin' bout my eighth
Knees a-quiverin', teeth a-rattlin'
But I'll sweat out these shakes
I got them dirty awful rotten coffee blues
If you got a cup brother I'll seldom refuse
This here machine she runs on caffeine
I got them dirty rotten awful coffee blues
I've had eleventeen cups of coffee
Now I'm ready to leave the house
Lock kids in the yard, put the dog in the car
And I locked my darn self out
Now I'm laid out in a gutter
Jus' lookin' for a caffeine fix
Grab some grounds from the trash
I'll strain 'em through my sock
And chew right through the grits
I got them dirty awful rotten coffee blues
If you got a cup brother I'll seldom refuse
This here machine she runs on caffeine
I got them dirty rotten awful coffee blues
Them filthy stinkin' rotten awful coffee blues
Put my hat on the wrong feet
Grind the water and boil the beans
But first I'll comb my teeth
I poured one cup of coffee
But my arms were still asleep
Poured half on my lap, half on my shirt
And the third half down my sleeve
I got them dirty awful rotten coffee blues
If you got a cup brother I'll seldom refuse
This here machine she runs on caffeine
I got them dirty rotten awful coffee blues
I poured three cups of coffee
Now I'm feelin' purdy hot
When it boils right down to the finest grounds
I'm still an empty pot
I've had five cups of coffee
Now I'm thinkin' bout my eighth
Knees a-quiverin', teeth a-rattlin'
But I'll sweat out these shakes
I got them dirty awful rotten coffee blues
If you got a cup brother I'll seldom refuse
This here machine she runs on caffeine
I got them dirty rotten awful coffee blues
I've had eleventeen cups of coffee
Now I'm ready to leave the house
Lock kids in the yard, put the dog in the car
And I locked my darn self out
Now I'm laid out in a gutter
Jus' lookin' for a caffeine fix
Grab some grounds from the trash
I'll strain 'em through my sock
And chew right through the grits
I got them dirty awful rotten coffee blues
If you got a cup brother I'll seldom refuse
This here machine she runs on caffeine
I got them dirty rotten awful coffee blues
Them filthy stinkin' rotten awful coffee blues
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