Clad in black, stockings up her thighs
I watch her from my table while she takes her seat outside
8 pm, the sun goes down
Here comes another night that i'm gonna spend alone
The bottle's empty, i don't have a dime
The birds up in the tree mock me with their mating calls
The waiter approaches her, with the tray in his hand
"Excuse, ma'am, what are you gonna have?"
She closes her book, looks him in the eye
And says "a cup of coffee with two sugar cubes, cream, and a tiny drop of whiskey"
Reminds me of a girl that i used to see
There's something about her gesture, i can't put my finger on it
Maybe's the way she talks, the way she looks
That golden waterfall from her head down to her back
Or maybe it's, if i remember well
The way she ordered something when the waiter came to her
She used to close her book, look him in the eye
And say "a cup of coffee with two sugar cubes, cream, and a tiny drop of whiskey"
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Clad in black, stockings up her thighs
I watch her from my table while she takes her seat outside
8 pm, the sun goes down
Here comes another night that i'm gonna spend alone
The bottle's empty, i don't have a dime
The birds up in the tree mock me with their mating calls
The waiter approaches her, with the tray in his hand
"Excuse, ma'am, what are you gonna have?"
She closes her book, looks him in the eye
And says "a cup of coffee with two sugar cubes, cream, and a tiny drop of whiskey"
Reminds me of a girl that i used to see
There's something about her gesture, i can't put my finger on it
Maybe's the way she talks, the way she looks
That golden waterfall from her head down to her back
Or maybe it's, if i remember well
The way she ordered something when the waiter came to her
She used to close her book, look him in the eye
And say "a cup of coffee with two sugar cubes, cream, and a tiny drop of whiskey"
I watch her from my table while she takes her seat outside
8 pm, the sun goes down
Here comes another night that i'm gonna spend alone
The bottle's empty, i don't have a dime
The birds up in the tree mock me with their mating calls
The waiter approaches her, with the tray in his hand
"Excuse, ma'am, what are you gonna have?"
She closes her book, looks him in the eye
And says "a cup of coffee with two sugar cubes, cream, and a tiny drop of whiskey"
Reminds me of a girl that i used to see
There's something about her gesture, i can't put my finger on it
Maybe's the way she talks, the way she looks
That golden waterfall from her head down to her back
Or maybe it's, if i remember well
The way she ordered something when the waiter came to her
She used to close her book, look him in the eye
And say "a cup of coffee with two sugar cubes, cream, and a tiny drop of whiskey"
Writer: Daniel Ruiz
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