Right here baby, come on, I gotta go, two coffees
Come on, will ya gimme a break, gimme a break
The trouble with the world today, it's plain to see,
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 wastes a minute in a restaurant
No one wants a waitress passin' pleasantries
Like, "Hiya Miss," "Hiya, Sir,
May I take your order please?"

The trouble with the world today, it's plain to see,
Is everything is hur-hur-hurry up!
It's Reddi Whip and instant tea
And a Minute Rice and oh-my-oh-me
And coffee! I think she said
Coffee! I know she said
Coffee! In a cardboard cup!

Come on, what are you doing?
You wake me up at five in the morning
Are you deaf? Get me out of here!
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 sweep-up from the Belmont cafeteria?
Seems to me a gentleman would much prefer
An, "Afternoon." "How ya been?"
"Would you like the special, sir?"

The trouble with the world today, it's plain to see,
Is everything is hur-hur-hurry up!
It's rush it through and don't be slow
And a BLT on a rye to go
And coffee! I think she said
Coffee! I know she said
Coffee! In a cardboard cup!
Hurry up!


-Mandy Patinkin