Meeting Marcus on a Thursday Ledisi
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I'm siiting here alone
Waiting for this man to come
Waiting in the small cafe
He reminds me of a tall, black coffee
He arrives through me on time
Dressed in his black suit and new attire
A black hat tilted to the side
What a wonderful thursday
Like the stroke of his hand
Playing the strings on his bass
With a glance I dance to the music he makes
He lights a cigarette
The way he blows his smoke you can't forget
I'm so glad I have a chance to meet him on this day
Meeting Marcus on a Thursday
You better play
Like the stroke of his hand
Playing the strings on his bass
With a glance I dance to the music he makes
He lights a cigarette
The way he blows his smoke you can't forget
I'm so glad I got a chance to meet him on this day
Meeting Marcus on a Thursday
Waiting for this man to come
Waiting in the small cafe
He reminds me of a tall, black coffee
He arrives through me on time
Dressed in his black suit and new attire
A black hat tilted to the side
What a wonderful thursday
Like the stroke of his hand
Playing the strings on his bass
With a glance I dance to the music he makes
He lights a cigarette
The way he blows his smoke you can't forget
I'm so glad I have a chance to meet him on this day
Meeting Marcus on a Thursday
You better play
Like the stroke of his hand
Playing the strings on his bass
With a glance I dance to the music he makes
He lights a cigarette
The way he blows his smoke you can't forget
I'm so glad I got a chance to meet him on this day
Meeting Marcus on a Thursday
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