A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
Come to me, please, all these years fall through
Through the cracks and now this perfect view
On the upside, both sides win
On the downside, we buy, we pull through
Through the boring choices rich kids choose
On a landslide, you ride in
Drink to me, babe, then
Think of me, babe, then
Lady, we both know what the scores don't show
Drink to me, babe, then
Now it's come home, held on, held the truth
Like a threat to point-blank eyes as proof
You were too shy to lie to
We're offended, shocked our plan would fail
Now you've wandered farther from the trail
On a landslide you ride in
Drink to me, babe, then
Think of me, babe, then
Lady, we both know what the scores don't show
Drink to me, babe, then
Drink to me, babe, then
Think of me, babe, then
Lady, we both know what the scores don't show
Drink to me, babe, then
Drink to me, babe, then
Drink to me, babe, then
Drink to me, babe, then
Drink to me, babe, then
Drink To Be Me, Babe, Then was written by A.C. Newman.
Drink To Be Me, Babe, Then was produced by Josh Collins.
A.C. Newman released Drink To Be Me, Babe, Then on Tue Jun 08 2004.