Coffee Blues Songtext
von Michael Jerome Browne

Good morning baby
How you doing this morning?
Well, please my, my loving
My loving spoonful
You know, I just got to have
My loving spoonful

My baby packed his suitcase and went away
I couldn′t make him stay for my loving spoonful
My loving spoonful
You know, I just got to have my loving spoonful


That picture in the pulpit
Shining up and down
Ladies bothered 'bout for his loving
My loving spoonful
I just got to have my loving spoonful

People bring me whiskey
You can bring me tea
Nothing satisfies me like my loving spoonful
My loving spoonful
I just got to have my loving spoonful

Good morning babe
How you doing this morning?
Well, please my, my loving
My loving spoonful
You know, I just got to have
My loving spoonful

Everybody

A little extra or a little less
You could get your choice