Coffee
David Allan Coe
Well, I call my woman, Coffee
'Cause she grinds so fine
I call my woman, Coffee
'Cause she grinds so fine
She's like a percolator
She's ready any time
She's no ground-round virgin
She's smooth as she can be
She's no ground-round virgin
I said she's as smooth as she can be
She's a fresh-roasted mamma
When she gives her love to me
She's no high-class woman
But I don't need no fox
She's no high-class woman
But, buddy, I don't need no fox
When she wakes up in the mornin'
I'm the only male in her box
That's why I call my woman, Coffee
Because she grinds so fine
Yeah, I call my woman, Coffee
Because she grinds so fine
She's no high-class a-woman
But she's mine, all mine