Lyrics

The latte lady makes coffee for me
Every morning, perfectly
Smiles at me and calls me by name
Knows what I want, it's always the same
Beauty and warmth
A perfect latte too
Don't be surprised
That I'm in love with you
Where are you from?
And where can we go?
My love began many lattes ago

The latte lady, moving with grace
Happy, just seeing her face
Six times a day, what must she think?
How many lattes can I drink?

Where can we meet
Say more than her work
The love that I feel
Can't wait to be heard
Where do you go
When days' work is done
Do you have family?
Do you have none?

Hot milk, espresso, foam if you please
Watching her
Makes me weak in the knees
Waiting in line, waiting for her
Love is what's brewing, no need to stir

I can't really speak
Guess I'm too shy
How can I tell you
I'm your latte guy
But if one day
You look in my eyes
We'll have a romance that's venti in size
Not tall or grande, but Starbucks in size
Not tall or grande,
Starbucks!
Starbucks in size!