It's the morning I don't want to move A tranquill state that may not improve Nothing in this world can pick me up Then I think of you The thought of your smell the warmth of your touch Your the reason I get up Turn you on and fill my cup It's because of you
Chorus
Need another taste of you In the end it's all I can do get that brain juice into my mind Brew it again
Verse 2
Your good at night and in the afternoon chilling in the sun or underneath the moon Don't get cold I like it when your hot Yeah when your hot French press perculated or by drip Don't care how it's served just want it on my lip Got a craving jonesing for my kick Can't get enough
chorus
Need another taste of you In the end it's all I can do get that brain juice into my mind Brew it again
