Lost inside my head, feeling beat up drunk and almost dead it’s coffee that’ll keep me in the game
Driving all night long and I’m thinking right but seeing things wrong I need more coffee just to keep me in my lane
No matter where I roam these empty diners are my home can always count on my old habits to keep me going
My vices may be few, like cigarettes and guitars too but first things first, just keep that coffee flowing
I want you I need you you make it okay and I’ll take you however I can get it
I can’t go without you I know cause I tried and my hands would shake and my head it hurt all day
You precious thing it seems that you show up in my dreams and I just can’t wait to wake to another morning
Ain’t no one cup that’s enough so make it strong and make it tough cause I need all the extra help that I can pour
I’d have a great big problem if I couldn’t drink my coffee anymore
Could be morning noon or night, after dark or early light it’s always helping do the things that must be done
Sometimes sugar sometimes cream, sometimes dark when I feel mean
Suits me when I’m sitting still or on the run
From the thirteenth century, Vietnam to the West Indies from the grinder to the press into my cup
From Hawaii to Brazil, keep them trees all safe until I run out of good reasons to wake up
I want you I need you you make it okay and I’ll take you however I can get it
I can’t go without you I know cause I tried and my hands would shake and my head it hurt all day
You precious thing it seems that you show up in my dreams and I just can’t wait to wake to another morning
Ain’t no one cup that’s enough so make it strong and make it tough cause I need all the extra help that I can pour
I’d have a great big problem if I couldn’t drink my coffee anymore