Coffee shop
I'm just a lousy bum
searching for an unknown crumb.
The crumb, the crumb.
Something or someone come,
come along to illuminate my lust.
Combust !
Confucious might have been confused
and Buddha might have blown a fuse.
I ooze the muse.
Meet me at the coffee shop,
we can dance like Iggy Pop.
Another go in the parking lot,
frewak the cheek on your hot spot.
Back and forth my body's jerking.
Will to thrill will not stop working.
Work and work.
I'll take you on a honeymoon,
jumping on a bed in a hotel room.
The room, the groom.
Meet me at the coffee shop,
we can dance like Iggy Pop.
Another go in the parking lot,
frewak the cheek on your hot spot.
Meet me at the coffee shop,
we can dance like Iggy Pop.
Another go in the parking lot,
frewak the cheek on your hot spot.
