Claude Fontaine

Hot Tears
Sitting all alone Waiting by the phone But he don't ever call No, he don't know about love at all I know just where he's been Shined on rum and gin He takes that bottle down And is headed straight to Camden Town Hot tears in my coffee Cold sheets on my bed If he really loved me He'd be here instead Rain drops on the window Broken stereo I count down the minutes 'Til my baby's back home Boy is up to nothing good I'd cure him if I could He drinks until the dawn And it keeps going on and on Hot tears in my coffee Cold sheets on my bed If he really loved me SongtexteHe'd be here instead Rain drops on the window Broken stereo I count down the minutes 'Til my baby's back home Hot tears in my coffee Cold sheets on my bed If he really loved me He'd be here instead Rain drops on the window Broken stereo I count down the minutes 'Til my baby's back home Aus Songtexte Mania