Nicola Arigliano - Black Coffe lyrics

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<b>Black Coffe</b> by <i>Nicola Arigliano</i><br />Parlato]

Ahm ahm ahm ahm... yeh

Perché la signora aveva tutto

Le macchine, le colf, la pelliccia

Però qualcosa non funzionava

Il suo... marito usciva facilmente

E non altrettanto rientrava

Anzi... quasi mai

E la signora cosa faceva...

Pur avendo tutto...

Fumava, beveva un caffè

Sperando al ritorno del suo... mah!

You're feeling mighty lonesome

Haven't slept a wink

You walk the floor and watch the door

And in between you're drink

Black Coffee

See-lee-doo-doo-den-dan

You'll never know a Sunday

Your Sunday dream gonna dry

Talking to the shadows

One o'clock to four

And Lord, how slow the moments go

When all you do is pour

Black Coffee

Since the blues caught your eyes

You'll never know a Sunday

Your Sunday dream's gonna dry

[Parlato] free time

Now a man is born... to go a lovin'

A woman's born to weep...

And fret to stay at home

And tend her oven

And drown her past regrets

In coffee and cigarettes

I'm moody all the morning

Moanin' all the night

And in between it's nicotine

And not much hard to fight

Black Coffee

Feelin' low as the ground

Driving you crazy... just waiting... may be in 'camera'

Driving you crazy... just waiting... bo-doo-dee... paruca!

[Parlato]

Black coffee!

Blues! The Band!

Yeh! Grazie!

The Band!...

Vogliamo fare quella del tram?

Tocca al tram?

Sì! "Sul tram"...