Champagne From A Paper Cup Lyrics

By DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE

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I think I'm drunk enough to drive you home now 
I'll keep my mouth kept shut under lock and key 
That's rusted firm, no lie 
'Cause all these conversations wind on and on, on and on, on and on 
Drinking champagne from a paper cup 
Is never quite the same 
And every sip's moving through my eyes 
And up into my brain 
At half past two; about time to leave 
'Cause the j's playing rhythm and blues 
A sad, sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves 
as I'm waiting around for you... 

I think I'm drunk enough to drive you home now 
I'll keep my mouth kept shut under lock and key 
That's rusted firm, no lie 
'Cause all these conversations wind on and on, on and on, on and on