The Coffee Song - Osibisa

Way down among Brazilians, Coffee beans grow by the billions, So they've got to find those extra cups to fill. They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil. You can't get cherry soda, 'Cause they've got to fill that quota, And the way things are I'll bet they never will. They've got a zillion tons of coffee in Brazil. No tea or tomato juice, You'll see no potato juice, The planters down in Santos all say "No, no, no!" The politician's daughter, Was accused of drinking water, And was fined a great big fifty dollar bill. They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil. You date a girl and find out later, She smells just like a percolator, Her perfume was made right on the grill. Why they could percolate the ocean in Brazil. And when their ham and eggs need savor, Coffee ketchup gives 'em flavor, Coffee pickles way outsell the dill. Why they put coffee in the coffee in Brazil. No tea or tomato juice, You'll see no potato juice, The planters down in Santos all say "No, no, no!" So you lead to the local color, Serving coffee with a cruller, Dunking doesn't take a lot of skill. They've got an awful lot of coffee, An awful lot of coffee, Man, they got a gang of coffee in Brazil!

Way down among the Brazillians Coffee beans grow by the billions So they've got to find those extra cups to fill They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil You can't get cherry soda 'Cause they've got to sell their quota And the way things are I guess they never will They've got a zillion tons of coffee in Brazil No tea or tomato juice You'll see no potato juice 'Cause the planters down in Santos all say no, no, no! A politician's daughter Was accused of drinking water And was fined a great big 50 dollar bill They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil A politician's daughter Was accused of drinking water And was fined a great big 50 dollar bill They've got an awful lot of coffee A zillion tons of coffee in Brazil

'Cause she's the sort of girl you find early in the morning Somewhere at the markets, early eyes And she's, she's the sort of girl you find down by the sea 'Cause the sea never left And I don't know much about her 'Cause I met her at the markets and didn't ask her name But her eyes were soft and her words were the same But these were things that I, things, things that I was sure about Oh my love, oh my love Things where I, these things where I felt the same Now that I am trying, now that I've been singing softly again Same way she said, "Thank you" when I told her she was beautiful 'Cause she's the sort of girl you find early in the winter With, a cold wetsuit in hand, and she's See she's the sort of girl you find down by the sea 'Cause the sea it always comes where she goes She's the sort of girl that your father would love That your mum would be so proud to show some things And her eyes were soft and her love was the same But these were things that I, things, things that I was sure about Oh my love, oh my love Things where I, these things where I felt the same Now that I am trying, now that I've been singing softly again Same way she said, "Thank you" when I told her she was beautiful Warm coffee on your lips Warm coffee on your lips Warm coffee on mine Warm coffee on your lips Warm coffee on your lips Warm coffee in the mornin' light Warm coffee on your lips Warm coffee on your lips Warm coffee on mine And there was somethin' in these 'thank yous' There was somethin' that was beautiful 'Cause she's the sort of girl you find early in the morning Somewhere at the markets, early eyes And she's, she's the sort of girl you find down by the sea 'Cause the sea never left And I don't know much about her 'Cause I met her at the markets and I didn't ask her name But her eyes were soft and her words remain the same