| Song | Whiskey Breath |
| Artist | DeVotchKa |
| Album | Supermelodrama |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Devotchka | |
| Mass hallucination on the ballroom floor | |
| An ancient rite of passage on the shithouse door | |
| And you keep stealing all my cigarettes | |
| And your whiskey breath | |
| Is drowning out the words you're saying | |
| But go ahead, get 'em off your chest | |
| And I feel it in the marrow of my lazy bones | |
| You're onto something better | |
| And there's always someone better | |
| Did I drink you down? | |
| Did I drink you down? | |
| Don't let me drink you down here to my level | |
| That ain't too good | |
| That ain't too good | |
| That ain't too good | |
| Oh, here I go again, you've heard it all before | |
| But I only caught a glimpse, can I see a little more? | |
| You give it all, give it all but it's never enough | |
| When you're deaf, and dumb, and blind with love | |
| And I can see down to the bottom of your big blue eyes | |
| You're onto something better | |
| And there's always someone better | |
| Did I drink you down? | |
| Did I drink you down? | |
| Don't let me drink you down here to my level | |
| That ain't too good | |
| That ain't too good | |
| That ain't too good |
| zuo qu : Devotchka | |
| Mass hallucination on the ballroom floor | |
| An ancient rite of passage on the shithouse door | |
| And you keep stealing all my cigarettes | |
| And your whiskey breath | |
| Is drowning out the words you' re saying | |
| But go ahead, get ' em off your chest | |
| And I feel it in the marrow of my lazy bones | |
| You' re onto something better | |
| And there' s always someone better | |
| Did I drink you down? | |
| Did I drink you down? | |
| Don' t let me drink you down here to my level | |
| That ain' t too good | |
| That ain' t too good | |
| That ain' t too good | |
| Oh, here I go again, you' ve heard it all before | |
| But I only caught a glimpse, can I see a little more? | |
| You give it all, give it all but it' s never enough | |
| When you' re deaf, and dumb, and blind with love | |
| And I can see down to the bottom of your big blue eyes | |
| You' re onto something better | |
| And there' s always someone better | |
| Did I drink you down? | |
| Did I drink you down? | |
| Don' t let me drink you down here to my level | |
| That ain' t too good | |
| That ain' t too good | |
| That ain' t too good |
| zuò qǔ : Devotchka | |
| Mass hallucination on the ballroom floor | |
| An ancient rite of passage on the shithouse door | |
| And you keep stealing all my cigarettes | |
| And your whiskey breath | |
| Is drowning out the words you' re saying | |
| But go ahead, get ' em off your chest | |
| And I feel it in the marrow of my lazy bones | |
| You' re onto something better | |
| And there' s always someone better | |
| Did I drink you down? | |
| Did I drink you down? | |
| Don' t let me drink you down here to my level | |
| That ain' t too good | |
| That ain' t too good | |
| That ain' t too good | |
| Oh, here I go again, you' ve heard it all before | |
| But I only caught a glimpse, can I see a little more? | |
| You give it all, give it all but it' s never enough | |
| When you' re deaf, and dumb, and blind with love | |
| And I can see down to the bottom of your big blue eyes | |
| You' re onto something better | |
| And there' s always someone better | |
| Did I drink you down? | |
| Did I drink you down? | |
| Don' t let me drink you down here to my level | |
| That ain' t too good | |
| That ain' t too good | |
| That ain' t too good |