I’m talkin’ to the shadow
One o’clock till four
And Lord, how slow the moments go
And all I do is pour
Black coffee
Since the blues caught my eye
I’m hangin’ out on Monday
My Sunday dreams to dry

Now man was born to go a lovin’
But was a woman born to weep and fret
To stay at home and tend her oven
And drown her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes

I’m moonin’ all the mornin’
Moanin’ all the night
And in between it’s nicotine
And not much heart to fight
Black coffee
Feelin’ low as the ground
It’s drivin’ me crazy
This waitin’ for my baby
To maybe come around

Lots of[Bm7-5] i – dle fing – ers snap to my com – mand

A love – ly pair of heels that[Bm7-5] kick to beat the band

[Bm7-5]

Con – tem – pla – tin’ na – ture can be fas – ci – na – tin’

Add to these [C#m7-5] a nose that I can thumb

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And a mouth, by gum, have I

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To tell the whole darn world “If ya don’t hap – pen to like it,

[C#m7-5] Deal me out, thank ya[Bm7-5] kind – ly, [E7/6]pass me by”

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Pass me by, pass me by

If ya don’t[Bm7/E] hap – pen to [E7/9]like it, [E7/6]pass me by.