[Verse 1]
In a cafe worked a lady
Pouring art with foam to rival Kandinsky
For me
For me

[Verse 2]
Thunder in the morning
Ain't it just the way
When the dragons are in your head, with tales of dread
You need a fix, before you face the day

[Verse 3]
The scent of coffee roasting
It's like a sitcom from the Bronx
Hits your senses just like a wave, your cravings cave
You lift the latch, your eyes lock with hers

[Verse 4]
In a magazine, there was a beauty queen
Serving coffee refills with a Southern smile
She don't hold a torch to your love hearts
Pouring foam like Andy Warhol's art
For mе
For me
Morning ritual, love perpеtual, in a cup of joy

[Verse 5]
She's worked here since the 80's
When pumpkin lattes where a myth
She flunked all of her college dreams
For punk rock schemes, of playing bass with Patti Smith

[Verse 6]
But all that never happened
So she bought this joint, look see
She's been pouring shapes in my cup, fill her up
A little joy, a little art to break up the monotony

[Verse 7]
Here's a lighthouse, here's New Jersey
Here's a railway from my model train
What's your filter? What's your poison?
I tell her all my worries, I don't say my name
Here's a baseball from my homerun
Here's a jukebox with the hit parade
Play Aretha, I'll let you lead
Whirl me around this joint before the sun comes up at dawn

Morning ritual, love perpetual, in a cup of joy
You're a cup of joy