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'Cause the caffeine gives the woman a nervous twitch
When she crossed those big white thighs
What I saw could hardly have been intended

And her skirted suit it implies to me
She should not chastise so callously
As the woman who shared my bed and wiped my brow
For the past three years

And my true love don`t drink her coffee like her
Don`t wear lipstick like her, my true love, she is cursed
And my true love don`t swing her hips like her
Not got those sassy curls, my true love, she is cursed

Hope the morning coffee does the trick
Hope it clears my mind makes the day more worth it
'Cause the devil in me and the deep blue sea are entwined
As on since that girl winked at me

'Cause the caffeine gives the woman a nervous twitch
When she crossed those big white thighs