Black Coffee
Wingy Manone And His Orchestra Lyrics

I'm feeling mighty lonesome
I am experiencing great loneliness

Haven't slept a wink
I haven't slept at all

I walk the floor and watch the door
I pace back and forth while keeping an eye on the door

And in between I drink
In the intervals, I consume beverages

Black coffee
I am consuming coffee that has no cream or sugar, and is therefore black

Love's a hand me down brew
Love is like a pre-owned beverage

I'll never know a Sunday
I will never experience a weekend day

In this weekday room
Even though it's a weekday, it feels like the weekend because of my emotional state

I'm talking to the shadows
I am speaking to the shapes cast by my surroundings

From 1 o'clock til 4
From the hour of one o'clock, passing through two and three, and up to four o'clock

And lord, how slow the moments go
Time appears to pass by extremely slowly

When all I do is pour
In the meantime, I continue to pour myself drinks

black coffee
I am drinking plain coffee

Since the blues caught my eye
Ever since I began feeling melancholic

I'm hanging out on Monday
My current emotional state is similar to that of a Monday, i.e. bleak and uneventful

My Sunday dreams to dry
My aspirations for a joyful weekend are now gone

Now a man is born to go a lovin'
Men are naturally inclined to pursue romantic interests

A woman's born to weep and fret
Women are naturally inclined to cry and worry

To stay at home and tend her oven
Females traditionally stay at home and focus on household activities, especially cooking

And drown her past regrets
To alleviate past troubles, women resort to distractions

In coffee and cigarettes
This includes coffee and tobacco as well

I'm moaning all the morning
I am groaning throughout the morning

And mourning all the night
I cower sadly during the night

And in between it's nicotine
In the intervals, I am consuming nicotine

And not much heart to fight
I feel unmotivated to take on challenges

Black coffee
I am drinking bitter coffee

Feelin' low as the ground
I am despondent and melancholic

It's driving me crazy just waiting for my baby
The anticipation of my lover returning is driving me insane

To maybe come around... around
Perhaps, eventually, they will return

I'm waiting for my baby
I am waiting eagerly for my lover

To maybe come around
Perhaps, eventually, they will return

My nerves have gone to pieces
My emotional state is highly unstable and frazzled

My hair is turning gray
My stress levels are so high, they are causing physical symptoms

All I do is drink black coffee
I have taken up drinking bitter coffee to try and improve my spirits

Since my man's gone away
Ever since my partner departed