How Bad's the Coffee

How Bad's The Coffee How Long You Been Workin' Here? Well What Do You Know About That? Its Been Thirty Years Or So Since I Bothered Lookin' Back It Was Right In Front Of Me But Now I'm Runnin' Behind To Get My Butt Caught Up Well I Need A Cup Of The Nastiest Shit You Can Find CHORUS: How Bad's The Coffee How Good's The Pie If You Call Me " Honey" Honey, I'm Gonna Cry A Whole Lot Of Sugar A Little Pinch Of Salt You Cut My Bitter With Your Sweet Talk I Don't Want No Cappuccino A Whole Lotta Latte Won't Get Me Through I Got An Iron Will, And A Gut Like A Still I Could Use A Stronger Brew One Eye Doubles My Eyesight So Things Don't Lock Half Bad Be Twice As Good, Honey If I Could Even Make You A Little Bit Mad CHORUS: How Bad's The Coffee How Good's The Pie If You Call Me " Honey" Honey, I'm Gonna Cry A Whole Lot Of Sugar A Little Pinch Of Salt You Cut My Bitter With Your Sweet Talk I Would Call You An Angel But Honey, You'd Know Better Than That Just A Trucker's Dream Whit A Coconut Cream And A Nasty Old Cup Of Black Not A Word About Faded Glory Not An Trace Of Bitterness You Leave Irony To The Likes Of Me Cause We Don't Share Your Finesse CHORUS: How Bad's The Coffee How Good's The Pie If You Call Me " Honey" Honey, I'm Gonna Cry A Whole Lot Of Sugar A Little Pinch Of Salt You Cut My Bitter With Your Sweet Talk