Truth of the matter and the matter of the fact
Is I didnât come here for the coffee
I wasnât even in the neighborhood
I just came because youâre my cup of tea
Now Iâve been watching and not quite stalking
But Iâve been asking around
And so it seems you are the sweetest pea
In this dirty old Golden Gate town
So I might have to push you
If I want you to fall for me
So, tell meâ¦
CHORUS:
Do you like me?
Do you think Iâm creepy?
Do I scare the sh** out of you?
Or do you want me?
Are you dreaming of me
And what my country mouth can do?
Now, word on the street is that youâre from Kansas
And that you couldnât be mean if you tried
But you knock me down with your pretty eyes of brown
And youâre just killing me with that smile
So, Iâm gonna have to push you
If I want you to fall for me
Tell me, babyâ¦
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I been praying for the day when you
Press me up against your door
I swear Iâll fit your finger like a golden ring
As our clothes pile up on your floor
Then, Iâll whisper, âBaby, I donât think weâre in Kansas any moreâ
Now, youâve got a long line of empty cups and starry eyes like mine
To warm up in this place
So, Iâll just slip my heart into your tip jar
And I reckon Iâll be on my way
But I wrote my number on the back
Just in case you wanna call me someday
Tell me, babyâ¦
[CHORUS]
Because the truth of the matter and the matter of the fact
Is I didnât come here for the coffee