Coffee 歌词

I had just finished shooting a coffee commercial National spot, in residual heaven My boyfriend's on TV, a soap opera villain We both live in splendor in Beverly Hills The Hills, the Hills, the Hills Life could not have been sweeter I love California We'd celebrate Sweeps Month Cocaine and vodka Drive through the mountains Laughing and speeding The stars are so dazzling The road spins and weaves Our convertible Jaguar leaps off the mountain Thank God I'm too stoned to be wearing my seatbelt I crash and I tumble through cactus and sage Breaking my arm and my nose and my jaw and my neck *Laughs* Ouch, right? So I wake up in surgery 10 hours later My agent sends flowers My boyfriend is missing My face is disfigured It's perfectly ruined The 'Star' takes my picture I'm news for a week Then the agency cancels my coffee commercial It's farewell, goodbye to residual heaven Thank God for the morphine Thank God for my dealer And for the vodka that mellows the coke The coke, the coke, the coke, the coke, the coke, the coke Yeah I could use a little help I could use a little hope I could use a little something that has worth And illuminates the point of my being on this earth Look, I look around the earth and I see I don't need an agent I don't need a job I don't need the coke or booze I can kick 'em if I choose But I could use a little miracle Yeah I could use a little miracle I had just finished shooting a coffee commercial And ain't it ironic? I don't drink coffee! Coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee