Lost my old spot at the Café
Searchin’ for a seat every means and way
But I never lost one minute of thinkin’
Worryin’ ’bout the way things might have been
Joe’s grounds keep on grindin’
Our Mary keeps on shinin’
Shinin’, shinin’, shinin’ in Orinda
Stacked a lot of cups on tables
Talked a lot of gump downing coffee beans
But I never saw the best part of our gath’rin’
Till I grabbed a seat near that Java klatch Queen
Joe’s grounds keep on grindin’
Our Mary keeps on shinin’
Shinin’, shinin’, shinin’ in Orinda
Shinin’, shinin’, shinin’ in Orinda
When she comes down to the Café
Bet you gonna find her full of good cheer
You will not be sorry ‘cause she tells “hip” stories
We all at the Café are ravin’ to hear
Joe’s grounds keep on grindin’
Our Mary keeps us smilin’
Smilin’, smilin’, smilin’ in Orinda
Smilin’ (Go on), smilin’, smilin’ in Orinda
Shinin’, mm, shinin’, mm, shinin’ in Orinda
Smilin’, smilin’, smilin’ in Orinda