Writer(s): lyrics: bob hilliard/music: dick miles





Way down among brazilians

Coffee beans grow by the billions

So they've got to find those extra cups to fill

They've got an awful lot of coffee in brazil



You can't get cherry soda

'cause they've got to fill that quota

And the way things are i'll bet they never will

They've got a zillion tons of coffee in brazil



No tea or tomato juice

You'll see no potato juice

The planters down in santos all say no no no



The politician's daughter

Was accused of drinking water

And was fined a great big fifty dollar bill

They've got an awful lot of coffee in brazil



You date a girl and find out later

She smells just like a percolator

Her perfume was made right on the grill

Why they could percolate the ocean in brazil



And when their ham and eggs need savor

Coffee ketchup gives 'em flavor

Coffee pickles way outsell the dill

Why they put coffee in the coffee in brazil



So your lead to the local color

Serving coffee with a cruller

Dunking doesn't take a lot of skill

They've got an awful lot of coffee in brazil


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