Sanoja: 88 Fingers Louie. Slow Chorus Overlap.

Bleary eyes take me downtown.
8pm another round.
Alcoholic conversation is the best thing that i've found.
Am i the one you came to see? Cause the first round's on me.
When we close the bar i'll stumble home eventually.

Right now you're my frown.
I can't think to clear right now.
You're my frown right now.

I come alive to the sound of clinking glass.
I swear i'll be home soon, not now.
Not a word, not a sound.
I'll be home soon, not now.

Some flowers and a promise to change my tune right now.

Right now you're my frown.
I can't think to clear right now.
You're my frown right now.

You're my frown.
I can't think to clear right now.
You're my frown right now.

I can't think too clearly, think too clear right now