(Ooooh…) Blood and coffee. Sugar and sin. You look tired, honey. Come on in. I keep a booth beside the door, Been coming here since fifty-four. The coffee's burnt, the pie is dry, I like the staff. They never pry. Same old waitress, same beehive, Same little joke: “Well, look alive.” She brings my usual with a wink. We never talk about the drink. Two cups waiting, take your time. Slide a little closer to mine. Something sweet to keep you up. Both hands wrapped around your cup. Blood and coffee, sugar and sin, A little something underneath the skin. Sip it slow, let the record spin. Blood and coffee, sugar and sin. Stay for another. Stay for a bite. You look good in this terrible light. Blood and coffee, sugar and sin. You look tired, honey. Come on in. (Ooooh…) Top it up. (Ooooh…) That's enough. Something bitter, something sweet. Keep me company. Sit with me. You tell the waitress, “Something hot.” She sets you up beside the pot. She asks you how you take your brew. I ask your type. You say, “Like you.” I laugh a little, hide my teeth. You brush my ankle underneath. You say, “I work till half past four.” Well, sweetheart, mine's a little more. Two cups waiting, take your time. Slide a little closer to mine. Something sweet to keep you up. Both hands wrapped around your cup. Blood and coffee, sugar and sin, A little something underneath the skin. Sip it slow, let the record spin. Blood and coffee, sugar and sin. Stay for another. Stay for a bite. You look good in this terrible light. Blood and coffee, sugar and sin. You look tired, honey. Come on in. You catch my smile. You see the teeth. You set your coffee down. Then look at me. “The garlic fries?” I'd let them be. You push the plate away And move your chair to me. Pour another round, sweetheart… We got all night. Blood and coffee, sugar and sin, A little something underneath the skin. Sip it slow, let the record spin. Blood and coffee, sugar and sin. Stay for another. Stay for a bite. You look good in this terrible light. Blood and coffee, sugar and sin. You look tired, honey. Come on in. (Ooooh…) Top it up. (Ooooh…) That's enough. The waitress brings the bill at three. You reach for it. How sweet of you. Put it on mine. I'm here all week.
