Cheap Champagne by Sloan Lyrics
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
She kept her feet on the ground
Her hair was a cloud that the sun illuminated
Cheap champagne all around
The jukebox predicted her song
See how she moves through the city streets
V is for victory
But have you seen the company she keeps?
Now what I've learned to come to expect
Well, it's hard, but in some respects
That when I look into her eyes
You know, it never meant that much to me, ooh
She kept her feet on the ground
Her hair was a cloud that the sun illuminated
Cheap champagne all around
The jukebox predicted her song
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ooh
We said, "You've changed"
She said, "You've not"
And that's when I realized
I should have connected all the dots
How much of this world do we accept
And just how much do we reject?
But when I look into her eyes
The question vanishes in front of me, ooh
She kept her feet on the ground
Her hair was a cloud that the sun illuminated
Cheap champagne all around
The jukebox predicted her song
Blew in, then gone again
The photograph wouldn't fit into the frame
Well, where or when?
A destiny to fan the final flame
She kept her feet on the ground
Her hair was a cloud that the sun illuminated
Cheap champagne all around
The jukebox predicted her song
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
She kept her feet on the ground
Her hair was a cloud that the sun illuminated
Cheap champagne all around
The jukebox predicted her song
See how she moves through the city streets
V is for victory
But have you seen the company she keeps?
Now what I've learned to come to expect
Well, it's hard, but in some respects
That when I look into her eyes
You know, it never meant that much to me, ooh
She kept her feet on the ground
Her hair was a cloud that the sun illuminated
Cheap champagne all around
The jukebox predicted her song
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ooh
We said, "You've changed"
She said, "You've not"
And that's when I realized
I should have connected all the dots
How much of this world do we accept
And just how much do we reject?
But when I look into her eyes
The question vanishes in front of me, ooh
She kept her feet on the ground
Her hair was a cloud that the sun illuminated
Cheap champagne all around
The jukebox predicted her song
Blew in, then gone again
The photograph wouldn't fit into the frame
Well, where or when?
A destiny to fan the final flame
She kept her feet on the ground
Her hair was a cloud that the sun illuminated
Cheap champagne all around
The jukebox predicted her song
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ba ba da
Ba ba da