Spilling My Coffee
Spilling My Coffee
(Killing Me Softly - Roberta Flack)
Texting my phone with one hand
Steering my car with my knee
Spilling my coffee on my lap
Spilling my coffee on my lap
Driving and drinking is so absurd
Spilling my coffee on my lap
I heard they made a good cup
So I just had to dash
So through the Macca's drive thru
And surrendered up my cash
And there it was, this hot cup
And to my surprise
Texting my phone with one hand
Steering my car with my knee
Spilling my coffee on my lap
Spilling my coffee on my lap
Driving and drinking is so absurd
Spilling my coffee on my lap
I felt all flush with fever
Embarrassed by the stain
I felt the scalding coffee
And overcome by pain
I prayed that it would finish
But it just kept right on
Texting my phone with one hand
Steering my car with my knee
Spilling my coffee on my lap
Spilling my coffee on my lap
Driving and drinking is so absurd
Spilling my coffee on my lap
The moral to this story
In all my dark despair
While driving don’t drink coffee
Or else it you’ll wear
And it will keep on stinging
This coffee hot and strong
Texting my phone with one hand
Steering my car with my knee
Spilling my coffee on my lap
Spilling my coffee on my lap
Driving and drinking is so absurd
Spilling my coffee on my lap
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