Adaptation, new words (C) 2002

by John-patrick Yeiser

            (CHORUS):

            What I want - is a proper cup ‘o coffee,

            Made in a proper copper coffee pot.

            I may be off my dot,

            But I want a cup ‘o coffee from a proper coffee pot.

            Iron coffee pots and tin coffee pots - they’re no use to me.

            If I can’t have a proper cup 'o coffee from a proper copper coffee pot -

            I’ll have a cup ‘a tea --- What?

            If I can’t have a proper cup 'o coffee from a proper copper coffee pot,

            I’ll have a cup ‘a tea

        In days of old and pirates bold, when coffee was much cheaper.

        Blackbeard plowed into the coffee house and showed  a

        Grimace to the coffee house keeper. 

        Said he, "Stand and deliver!

        I am all a’quiver... ‘cause -"

            (CHORUS)

        The Sultan sat on his Oriental mat in his tent in nice green Persia.

        He took one sip of his coffee, just a drip,

        And he said to his servants, "Curse ya!"

        "Oh, curse ya, curse ya, curse ya! 

        This is the horrible-ist coffee in Persia....  ‘cause -"

            (CHORUS)

        Six hundred men rode into the sandy din to do battle with the hostiles.

        "Ours is not to question why, Ours is but to do and die."

        Rang the brave words of our colonels.

        Through clang, clammour, clatter and clutter,

        A solitary voice was heard to mutter:

            (CHORUS)

        King Solomon and the Queen would carry on according to the ancient scandals.

        He bought her lots of silver coffee pots

        With diamond spouts and 'andles

        Then said the Queen of Sheba, "We might as well be in any old tea-bar, 'cause...

            (CHORUS)

        Titanic set to sea, and amid the cheers of glee that iceberg coldly waited.

        The society set merrily strolled the deck

        Above the immigrants so ill-fated.

        And in that terrible sinking,

        The radio man must’ve been thinking:

            (CHORUS)

Guitar: Chorus, C C C G - A .D D7 G7 - F C F G - (C-G7-C-F-G7-C) repeat fast

Verse, Am C G7 C - Am C G7 C - F C D7 G7

            A "COOL" VARIATION:

            What I want is a super slushy slurpey,

            Sipped through a super slushy slurpey straw.

            I may be fussy to a flaw,

            But I want to sip a slurpey through a super slurpey straw.

            Short slurpey straws and slim slurpey straws,

            They're no use to me.

            If I can't sip a slurpey through a super slushy slurpey straw...

            GIVE ME A 7UP!

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