Coffee? from Prehysteria by T-Rextasy

Let’s get some coffee, baby

When we first were kissin’ you gave me a french press
Wrapped your arms around me and we began to undress
You took me to the table, laid me among the beans
Leaned in and asked me “So how do we grind these?”
I said “I can do you kinder, I’ll give you my parent’s grinder.”

Grind me please
Grind my beans

Let’s get more coffee, baby

Now your press is collecting dust, my hips you don’t touch
The coffee you made me is not even hot, lukewarm dregs at the bottom of the pot
When I ask for what I want you laugh, you make me feel like I’m some kind of empty carafe
I been trying to get through to you- you just serve me cold shoulder brew

You buy premium beans but you won’t flick my bean

Won’t you please grind me?
You’re a coffee snob and all our love is gone

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