every morning it greets me
there's a smile on my face
it's there to meet me
I can't wait for the taste
it fills my heart with wonder
when I'm waking up
my coffee cup
I grind the beans each morning
no Folgers for me
I don't want no decaf
I need to be awake to see
the milk go in
I can never get enough
of my coffee cup
my coffee cup
some people, they drink water
some people, they drink tea
but I don't think about them
coffee's good enough for me
give me lots of caffeine
a dash of half and half
a nice glass of orange juice?
don't make me laugh!
it helps me be the big dog
when I'm feeling like a pup
it's my coffee cup
my coffee cup
when my life is over
when my time is near
when I leave this life
and get out of here
I'll ask mister Saint Peter
won't you fill me up?
I'm talking 'bout
my coffee cup
my coffee cup
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