Cup Of Hot Coffee
Outsiders met Spookorkest o.l.v. Rogier Van Otterloo
Artiest(en)
Titel A-kant
Cup Of Hot Coffee
Componist(en) A-kant
J. B. van Setten, W. Tax
Producer(s) A-kant
John B. van Setten
Titel B-kant
Strange Things Are Happening
Componist(en) B-kant
F. Beek, W. Tax
Producer(s) B-kant
John B. van Setten
Platenlabel
Relax
Catalogusnr
45.088
Tipparade
Songtekst
I walk the dark deserted street
The fog is hiding my face
The cold has paralyzed my feet
I'm trying to find a place
To warm my heart, my body and soul
I feel I'm gonna lose control
Cup of hot coffee
Cup of hot coffee
Cup of hot coffee
The fog is like an Atlas glove
It seems my senses have run out
The sun is like a memory
Of you now you're not loving me
This emptiness just seems to stay
And all my dreams are flown away
There's no explanation
For this situation
The fog increases my frustration
Keeps my mind from happy thoughts
Seems my eyes see only frost
Everything seems lost today
Looking to find a way
To get over the things I feel today
Cup of hot coffee
Cup of hot coffee
Cup of hot coffee
Pa papapapa papapapa pa
Cup of hot coffee
Cup of hot coffee
Cup of hot coffee
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