Ready With Coffee
I know a girl who's beautiful
Moreso than a moon that's full
Every day of every week
She takes my breath and I can't speak
My thoughts of her are of the kind
That has me running in my mind
Running to right there where she's at
If she asked me to, that's it, that's that
I'd be out my door so quick and fast
But stop at Ready Coffee first
To get her favorite daily treat
And hold my frisson when we meet
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