Hankering
I got a hankering something's gonna happen
I may be wrong, but then again I may be right
There must be a reason that I have been hanging 'round
For so long in this goddamn café all night
Oh, I've sat and flipped yesterday's news,
Refilled my cup of coffee over and over and over and over for you, dear
I've let them play grunge all the day,
Reread 'zines, designed tattoos over and over and over and over
'Cause it's over, I belong to you...
Oh, I'll say café society ain't what it once was
If I see one more roach crossing, I'll call the whole thing off
But I think I'll stay here, right by your entrée, dear
Hopefully, as the English do
But thank God I'm reading Proust,
Remembering things of the past... or should I say le temps perdu?
Oh, I've sat and flipped yesterday's news
Refilled my cup of coffee over and over and over and
I've let them play grunge all the day
Reread 'zines, designed tattoos over and over and over and over
'Cause it's over, I belong to you...
