THE PREMIER LYRICS

"There Can Only Be One Intercontinental Champion"

These neon lights are throwing stones at your bedroom window
And baby, who are you to resist a charm like that
A charm like that
Footprints in the snow are in dance steps
Offices resemble chandeliers when your eyes are still wet
And the man on the radio sends the next one out to you
For all the lovers in the room
For all the lovers in the room

Does he mix your drinks while you're falling asleep
Whispering you love me
Does he mix your drinks
Does he tell you just what you need to believe
Does he mix your drinks

And you're all dolled up for these nights of your life
And I can't divert my eyes
She looks so damn nice in that ensemble at twilight
At twilight
Could you re-read your lines
Take it from the part where you start to cry
Cause I know what to say this time
That we're just pawns in tight designer jeans
That it's not your fault that you weren't thinking
It's okay cause you've been drinking darling
So raise your glass to me
That we're just pawns in tight designer jeans
That it's not your fault that you weren't thinking
It's okay cause you've been drinking darling
So raise your glass to me

Blackout, midnight
Choked up, apologize
Cigarette, lipstick
Dry eyes, show time

Does he mix your drinks
Does he mix you
Does he mix your drinks while you're falling asleep
Whispering you love me
Whispering you love me
Does he mix your drinks
Does he tell you just what you need to believe
Does he mix your drink
Does he, does he

So meet me on Front Street when you sober up a bit, baby
And lead me through back streets and alleys
She smiles the loudest sound that I've ever heard
As we sidestep to the tune of falling chandeliers
The man on the radio is crying out his eyes
As he whispers his "I love yous" and "goodnights"
Helicopter blades cut off reflected light
Cut reflected light
I love you, goodnight

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