Lyrics
A quarter to three, say thank heaven you re alive, i start watching the clock
i wanna hug you and kiss you
Waiting for you to come home, but i m glad you finally came home Mae, forty cups of coffee
i start watching the clock
Forty cups of coffee, i m drinking forty cups of coffee
You knock on the door about a quarter to five, i m drinking forty cups of coffee Mae, forty cups of coffee
A quarter to twelve and you re still not in, forty cups of coffee
a quarter to twelve and you re still not in
forty cups of coffee
i m drinking forty cups of coffee
Forty cups of coffee, you knock on the door about a quarter to five, waiting for you to come home
You knock on the door about a quarter to five, i drank forty cups of coffee, forty cups of coffee
i drank forty cups of coffee
Waiting for you to come home, forty cups of coffee, the way you run around is a doggone sin
The phone won t ring, i wanna hug you and kiss you
Quarter to four, but i m glad you finally came home
forty cups of coffee
Waiting for you to come home, forty cups of coffee
The phone won t ring, a quarter to three
Waiting for you to come home, pace the floor Cups, quarter to four
but i m glad you finally came home
Forty cups of coffee, waiting for you to come home
The phone won t ring, i drink a cup of coffee and start pulling out my hair Ella, i drink a cup of coffee and start pulling out my hair
But i m glad you finally came home, waiting for you to come home Forty, waiting for you to come home
Forty cups of coffee, i m drinking forty cups of coffee, forty cups of coffee
Say thank heaven you re alive, forty cups of coffee
Forty cups of coffee, forty cups of coffee Forty, quarter to four
I m drinking forty cups of coffee, you knock on the door about a quarter to five
I drank forty cups of coffee, i drank forty cups of coffee, forty cups of coffee
Waiting for you to come home, the phone won t ring, say thank heaven you re alive
the way you run around is a doggone sin
Waiting for you to come home, i start watching the clock, waiting for you to come home
Forty cups of coffee, forty cups of coffee
Pace the floor, i m drinking forty cups of coffee Morse, you ain t got home yet
I m drinking forty cups of coffee, i wanna hug you and kiss you Morse, the way you run around is a doggone sin
i m drinking forty cups of coffee
you knock on the door about a quarter to five
But i m glad you finally came home, waiting for you to come home