Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Hymn for the Coffee, artist - Hefner. Date of issue: 29.03.2009
Song language: English
The Hymn for the Coffee |
| Bless the coffee that passes between her lips |
| ‘cause the caffeine gives the woman a nervous twitch |
| When she crossed those big white thighs, what I saw could hardly have been |
| intended |
| And her skirted suit it implies to me |
| She should not chastise so callously |
| As the woman who shared my bed and wiped my brow for the past three years |
| And my true love don’t drink her coffee like her |
| Don’t wear lipstick like her |
| My true love, she is cursed |
| And my true love don’t swing her hips like her |
| Not got those sassy curls |
| My true love, she is cursed |
| Hope the morning coffee does the trick |
| Hope it clears my mind makes the day more worth it |
| Cause the devil in me and the deep blue sea are entwined as on since that girl |
| winked at me |