Lyrics:
the truth What's a hungry fella to do Well, you could canonize the Devil, crucify a Saint But you can't replace your half and half with coffeemate Let
I keep out of it I keep out of it I keep out of it Eatin' Coffeemate by the spoon It tastes like cake mix I waste time flickin' bogeys Really
Titillation's been replaced By interstate, brick face and Coffee-Mate And by a list of phone calls You'll like to make Where you could sit
Back and forth, You know we going crazy, No debating No mistaking, Can't stop the grind, Yeah, Bitch we Coffee-Mate it We get the C.R.E.A.M., I'm a cash
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