
Ode to Waffle House coffee.
These Nellie Furtado's lyrics were adjusted to help speak my mind about how I feel about the Waffle House coffee on a beautifully blessed Sunday afternoon.
[Lashay]Promiscuous coffee
Wherever you are?
IÂm really thirsty
And it's you that I want
[Coffee:] Promiscuous coffee drinker
You already know
That IÂm all yours
What are you waiting for?
[Lashay]Promiscuous coffee
You're teasing me
You know what I want
And you ain't got what I need
[Coffee:] Promiscuous Coffee Drinker
Let's get to the point
Cause I'm on a roll
and I know you're gettin full
[Verse]
Promiscuous Coffee
Wherever you are?
IÂm really thirsty
And its you that I want
[Coffee:] Promiscuous Coffee drinker
I'm calling your name
But you're driving me crazy
The way you're making me wait
[Lashay]Promiscuous Coffee
You're teasing me
You know what I want
And you ain't got what I need...
and we don't have to play games no mo
To summarize for the literal non-literary types:
The best breakfast experience in the world is always a disappointment when a weak cup o coffee ruins the delight of a hot breakfast. You have to wash down a fluffy waffle, hot bacon, toasty hashbrowns with the option of cheese (always request cheese for an additional .99), and eggs overeasy with a hot dark blend of coffee. Why do people think twice filtered, watery liquide, labeled as coffee, is adequate for an All Star Breakfast Platter?