champagne from a paper cup

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 DJ's playing rhythm and blues Sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves As I'm waiting around for you 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