Lyrics
I'm feelin' mighty lonesome
Expressing deep feelings of loneliness
Haven't slept a wink
Unable to sleep at all
I walk the floor from nine to four
Restlessly pacing the floor from 9 to 4 AM
In between I drink
Filling the time with drinking
Black coffee
Using black coffee as a metaphor for a bitter or unpleasant experience
Love's a hand-me-down brew
Love is like a hand-me-down drink, possibly referring to a past relationship
I'll never know a Sunday
Unable to experience joy on Sundays in the context of a mundane weekday room
In this weekday room
Highlighting the monotony of weekdays
I'm talkin' to the shadow
Talking to a shadow, suggesting loneliness and solitude
One o'clock till four
Engaging in this lonely routine from 1 to 4 AM
And Lord, how slow the moments go
Expressing the slowness of time during these moments
And all I do is pour
Pouring black coffee as a coping mechanism for the blues
Black coffee
Reiterating the bitterness of the situation
Since the blues caught my eye
Blues influencing the emotions since catching the narrator's eye
I'm hangin' out on Monday
Describing the narrator's state of mind on Monday
My Sunday dreams to dry
Referring to unfulfilled dreams on Sunday
Now man was born to go a lovin'
Reflecting on the nature of love, with the expectation that men go out to love
But was a woman born to weep and fret
Suggesting the stereotypical role of women to weep, fret, and stay at home
And stay at home and tend her oven
Highlighting domestic responsibilities, including tending the oven
And down her past regrets
Referencing past regrets and struggles
In coffee and cigarettes
Mentioning coffee and cigarettes as companions to life's challenges
I'm moonin' all the mornin'
Expressing a melancholic mood in the morning
Moanin' all the night
Continuing to mourn and express sorrow throughout the night
And in between it's nicotine
Referencing nicotine as a way to cope, with a lack of enthusiasm to fight
And not much heart to fight
Describing the emotional state with little resilience
Black coffee
Repeating the metaphor of black coffee, feeling low
Feelin' low as the ground
Expressing the depth of feeling, being as low as the ground
It's drivin' me crazy
Feeling driven to madness by thoughts of the narrator's baby
This thinkin' 'bout my baby
Constantly thinking about the possibility of the baby returning
Might maybe come around
Expressing hope that the baby might eventually come around
Come around
Reiterating the longing for the baby to come around
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