Frappuccino cannot get me up a stairwell
Irish Coffee can't fuel me a night
My barista as of lately needs more cowbell
I'm done with cream, I want a glass with Fahrenheights

To make me blink
A cup with no-colouring
And to underscore
To get me off the floor

Black coffee from a kettle that bites
Black coffee you can smell from a mile
A cup of java that will straighten out my knees
Black coffee if you please

After breakfast, my coffee needs a heatwave
After dinner, strength to kill a child
My barista's promised coming to my black grave
Percolated brought to pour and I'm revived

I cannot move
On watered thin, my cuppa joe
And Latte furthermore
Can't get me out the door

Black coffee for my mettle to ride
Black coffee with a nada on side
A cup of straight black with no fancy artwork fees
Black coffee if you please

Every pop in every drop in a black cuppa joe
In a flash turns you on, up cracking like new
So order two

Black coffee from a kettle that steams
Black coffee with a nada of cream
A cup of java with no soy or molten cheese
Black coffee's the bee's knees

Black coffee for my fettle to ride
Black coffee is the tool I apply
Three cups of java is my morning ABCs
Black coffee, make it three

Make it three
Make it three
If you please