A Proper Cup of Coffee

The sultan sat on his oriental mat,
in his harem, High Street, Persia,
And he took a sip of his coffee just a drip,
and he said to his slave oh curse ya,
Oh curse ya, curse ya, curse ya,
it's the 'orriblest coffee in Persia.
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What I want is a proper cup of coffee,
Made in a proper copper coffee pot,
I may go off my dot,
But I want a cup of coffee from a proper coffee pot,
Tin coffee pots and iron coffee pots the're no use to me,
If I can't have a proper cup of coffee,
From a proper copper coffee pot,
I'll have a cup of tea.
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King Solomon with his queen would carry on,
so we read in ancient scandals,
And he gave her lots of silver coffee pots,
with diamond spouts and handles,
But said the Queen of Sheba,
I'd rather have any old Tea Bar.
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Old Bonaparte thought that he was in the cart,
when he lost that Waterloo fight,
And he held his sword up to Wellington the Lord,
and he said "You British you do fight."
You've won your Waterloo Sir,
now what am I having with you Sir.
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In days of old when Knights and days were bold,
and the whisky was much cheaper,
Dick Turpin rode to a coffee stall and showed,
his gun to the coffee stall keeper,
He says stand and deliver,
good heavens I'm all of a quivver.
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