Artist: Death Cab For Cutie
I think i'm drunk enough to drive you home now
I'll keep my mouth kept shut from under lock and key
That's rusted firm, no lie
'cause all these conversations wind 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 dj's playing rhythm and blues
A sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves
As i'm waiting around for you...
|1||Song for Kelly Huckaby|
|2||Army Corps Of Architects|
|5||This Charming Man|
|11||Prove My Hypotheses|
|12||President of What? (Demo)|
|13||Champagne from a Paper Cup (Demo)|
|14||Pictures in an Exhibition (Demo)|
|16||Line of Best Fit (Demo)|
|18||State Street Residential (Demo)|
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|Death Cab For Cutie - You Can Play These Songs With Chords (Demo) Album Lyrics|
|1.||Song for Kelly Huckaby|
|2.||Army Corps Of Architects|
|5.||This Charming Man|
|11.||Prove My Hypotheses|
|12.||President of What? (Demo)|
|13.||Champagne from a Paper Cup (Demo)|
|14.||Pictures in an Exhibition (Demo)|
|16.||Line of Best Fit (Demo)|
|18.||State Street Residential (Demo)|
|4||Good Help (Is So Hard To Find)|
|5||Everythingu2019s A Ceiling|
|6||Hold No Guns|
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