I pull switches for the rail
She takes pictures all night long
Takes my hard-earned dough all saved
Makes me feel all alone
Caught her upstairs when she lies
Her last affair never ends
When we're out her hungry eyes
Make love, ooh, to all my friends
So pour me one more cup of coffee
I gotta call one more telephone call
Either way things don't look so good
Nobody wants to help me at all
If she answers she won't say
She got secrets she won't show
I'll teach her proper ways
Gonna teach her never to say no
She's wildfire, set to burn
Wildfire, set to burn
You bet your ass she never thinks
Of anyone else but her
So pour me one more cup of coffee
Time for one more telephone call
