Pour Me Another Cup of Java

Oh just pour me another cup of java Nice rich and steaming like hot volcano lava Rustle me up some bacon and some beans Even throw in some of those good looking greens Pop that toaster up come on let's go Theres some grass that I still gotta mow Kiss grandma on her rosie cheeks And even uncle Joe who's fallen fast to sleep Mop the floor where someone spilled You can alway's later blame it on brother Bill Dog's barking at the mailman's feet Running Jumping growling looking for a treat Mom yelling for kids to get out of bed If I have to come up there someone will be dead Newspaper laying at the front door Waiting for someone to read it and explore Clock ticking time to hit the streets Feeling tired and looking very beat Wish I had never gotten up To this hot steaming java that had filled my morning cup Little Song in head Gone Wild LOL