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Black Coffee (Live At the Village Gate, NYC) - Chris Connor



     
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She smelled like flowers, she
Tastes like toffee
She kissed me slowly, she
Held me softly
Got too close and she
Backed up off me
Left me stone cold sober just
Like black coffee
Just like black
Coffee
She told me that she'd always
Be thinkin' of me
She said she wanted me to know
That she really did love me
She said she never put no one
Else above me
Except her monkey, she's
Like a junkie

Just like a junkie, just
Like a junkieIt was April 25th, it's
Up around 80
Found a spot out in the park
Where the grass is shady
She said her mom's from Jamaica
Said her father's from Haiti
Such a pretty lady, she's
Such a ladyShe smelled like flowers, she
Tastes like toffee
She kissed me slowly, she
Held me softly
Got too close and she
Backed up off me
She left me stone cold sober
Just like black coffee
Just like black coffee, just like
Black coffee , just like black coffee
Songwriters
TURNER, IKE/TURNER, TINA /Published by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, GUY WEBSTER/WEBSTER MUSIC

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Chris Connor (November 8, 1927 - August 29, 2009) was an American jazz singer known for her distinctive style and expression. Born in Kansas City, her father was an eminent musician and Chris soon studied and became proficient in the clarinet.
Chris joined the "Snowflakes", a vocal group of Claude Thornhill's band, and moved on to become Stan Kenton's lead singer. She recorded for Bethlehem records originally and then began a long association with Atlantic records.

Read more about Chris Connor on Last.fm.


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