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Writing on a cup of coffee
As she waits my table
And she smiles when able
from the inside
And who would've thought a cup of coffee
Would make my legs unstable
Shaking
Under the table
Must be stagefright
And would it really phase me
If I had all the toys of
All the clumsy boys for you
And would it really kill you
If you would try to have a good time
Instead of screwing up mine
Like you usually do
Im in Love
Brings a cup of coffee as she sits down slowly
Now the chair is holy
From the inside
And who would've thought that a cup of coffee
Would make my legs unstable
Shaking
Under the table
Must be stagefright
Blue October:
