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Musical: 70, Girls, 70
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The trouble with the world today, it seems to me, Is coffee in a cardboard cup. The trouble with the affluent society Is coffee in a cardboard cup. No one's ever casual and nonchalant, No one waits a minute in a restaurant, No one wants a waitress passing pleasantries Like "How're you, Miss?" "How're you, Sir?" "May I take your order please?" The trouble with the world today is plain to see, Is everything is hurry up. It's rush it through, and don't be slow, And BLT on rye to go, With coffee (I think she said) Coffee (I know she said) Coffee in a cardboard cup. The trouble with the helter-skelter life we lead Is coffee in a cardboard cup. The trouble, the psychologists have all agreed, Is coffee in a cardboard cup. Tell me, what could possibly be drearier Than seafood from the Belnord cafeteria? Seems to me a gentleman would much prefer "Afternoon!" "How've you been?" "Would you like the special, sir?" The trouble with the world today is plain to see, Is everything is hurry up. There's ready-wear, and instant tea, And minute rice, and my oh me, There's coffee (I think she said) Coffee (I know she said) Coffee in a cardboard cup. The trouble with the world today, beyond a doubt, Is coffee in a cardboard cup. The trouble is the way we like to take things out, Like coffee in a cardboard cup. No one knows the meaning of utopia Is dining at the corner cornucopia, Seems to me we wouldn't be such nervous wrecks With "Hello, there!" "Be right back!" "Would you care for separate checks?" The trouble with the world today is plain to see, Is everything is hurry up. It's all become looney tunes With sugar packs and plastic spoons And coffee (I think she said) Coffee (I know she said) Coffee (I'm sure she said) Coffee (She must have said) Coffee in a cardboard cup.
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