Morning has broken Mr. Coffee has spoken The familiar wake-up call Sings to my ears
I wake up with a shrug To the floor with a thud Where in this hellhole is my coffee mug?
I can now face the day On legal speed The American way (The American way)
I'm sketching I'm seizing I'm spazing I'm shaking I can not stop spilling on my brand new shirt
I-I-I'm wired I'm so inspired I drank the entire pot So off to work
Here I come to save the day On legal speed The American way (The American way)
Drinking coffee I drink coffee Drinking coffee everyday
Drinking coffee I drink coffee Drinking coffee everyday
Drinking coffee I drink coffee Drinking coffee everyday
Drinking coffee I drink coffee Drinking coffee everyday
Drinking coffee I drink coffee Drinking coffee everyday
FrelledGirl · Fri Dec 28, 2007 @ 09:39am · 1 Comments |