I'm sitting at the counter, in the terminal cafe
That Greyhound bound for Tulsa is still half an hour away
It's a little slice of life I think I'd just as soon forget
Seven cups of coffee, fourteen cigarettes
The people see right through me, if they see my face at all
I'm a shadow in the corner, I'm a fly upon the wall
I'm not the kind of guy you'd like to say you'd ever met
Seven cups of coffee, fourteen cigarettes
And I got ten or twelve good reasons why I live the way I do
If you like real sad stories I can tell you one or two
It makes no difference where you go once love has gone away
And there's another bus to somewhere every hour, every day
I'm just waiting for the pain to stop but that ain't happened yet
Seven cups of coffee, fourteen cigarettes
Yeah I got ten or twelve good reasons why I live the way I do
If you like real sad stories I can tell you one or two
It makes no difference where you go once love has gone away
And there's another bus to somewhere every hour, every day
It seems that lately this is as good as it ever gets
Seven cups of coffee, fourteen cigarettes
Hey seven cups of coffee, fourteen cigarettes