Sarah Sharp - Coffee Shop Song lyrics

Retro resale cowboy snap it up opal bu*toned shirt Untucked over low-hung dirty jeans 7th time this week So strategically seated where he can watch her dance Through the rails of front porch coffee shop where he likes to read Black bottom feet of a bellbottomed girl twirl under the sky Make their way toward his table one August night Dance sweet gypsy tea girl Watch her float her way to his table to ask if she can bum a smoke Sugar and cream are free Bob the baker starts his day at the end of our night He swears he's not the biggest flake in the world and that he writes He's looking for his confidence and you should know He'll find it in Chicago soon as he has the means to go He's always nice to me Bony finger thin hipped take a sip from her cup of chai Couldn't possibly eat all her chocolate chip cookie if she tried Anyone can talk to her. Pull up a chair In the middle of a lonely night, you'll find her there Her advice is free It's just a place to be