Текст Tricky – Black Coffee

One, one, two
One, one, two

Move over, move over
Yeah, you heard what I said, move over

I feel so lonely
Haven’t slept a wink
I walk the floor and watch the door
And in between I drink
Black coffee

Love’s a
Hand-me-down brew
I never know why Sunday
In this weekday brew

I’m talking to the shadows
1 o’clock till 4
And Lord, how slow the moments go
All I do is pour
Black coffee

Since the blues caught my eye
I’m hanging out on Monday
But Sunday dreams too dry
They say a man
Is born to go alone
And a woman is born
To weep and fret
To stay at home

And drown her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes
And moody all the morning
Moody all night

Black coffee