"Black Coffee" lyrics - BETH HART & JOE BONAMASSA

Black coffee is me
Black coffee ain't not a thing
Black coffee freshly ground and fully packed
Hot black coffee, boy, that's where it's at
Mean it!

Way back yonder when I don't know when
See I got hungover before I was ten
You see my skin is white but my soul is black
And a hot black coffee, that's where it's at

That's what I'm talking about
Ooh, you've got to feel it in the air

Will you hear that?
Some black tea
It can't compare with me
Black tea
Well it's as good as, it's as good as
It's as good as it can be
But it's a cup of black coffee
That a working man needs to see, yeah

Here in America, where it's the land of the free
And you can get what you want if you've got some do re mi
And I've got me a job, and I'm working like a slave
Yeah, I'm independent and you know I get paid
Say, I got me a man, and I got me a little place
I got a spit of black coffee, and how good it tastes
I said a dime is all it costs in the States
But it's a cup of black coffee, and how good it tastes

And alright
Oh
That's what I want, that's what I need
Ooh, that's what I need
That's what I want, that's what I need
That's what I'm talking about, and it's what I'm talking about
A black coffee
A black coffee
A black coffee, child
It's where it's at, it's where it's at
It's where it's at, what I need
Black coffee
Black coffee, child child child