Pace the floor, stop and stare
I drink a cup of coffee
Start to pulling out my hair
I drink forty cups of coffee
Waiting for you to come home
A quarter to twelve
And you're still not in
The way you run around
Is a doggone sin
A quarter to three
I start watching the clock
The phone won't ring
So I'm waiting for your knock
A quarter to four
You ain't got home yet
I try to be cool
And smoke a cigarette
You knock on the door
About a quarter to five
I wanna hug you and kiss you
And say thank God that you're alive
I drank forty cups of coffee
(Forty cups of coffee)
(Forty cups of coffee)
But I'm glad you finally came home

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