Mr.Coffee

I look and see, it's raining outside

Quickly, I look for a place to hide

The moment I open the door it hits me

Your smell, your auroma, your taste

Even your touch warms me

One Americano, please

Esspresso,

Machiato,

Mocha,

I hold you close inside my hands

Quickly I take a sip

The hot coffee burns my lip

Your bitter taste soon becomes sweet

When I was a child I thought you taste like feet

Everyday I wake up to you

One Affogato, please

Cappuccino,

Flat White,

Babycino,

Just one cup a day, I'm satisfied

no make that two, three, four...

This coffee, I need more

From Colombia to Hawaii and even New York

Oh, Coffee, Coffee, Coffee

I'm glad to have found you

Would you take me as your wife?

How could I live without you in my life?