

(ooh-ooh-ooh) We could take the kitchen table Sell some water in the traffic
lane
Make a promise that we cancel by the morning And do it
all again (all again) The party's gone,
the guest list died
Two paper cups on the counter-side
We're staring in these thrift store mirrors
Watching our faces get clearer and clearer
You wrote the scheme on a greasy receipt
While the sink dripped a slow-tempo beat And we laughed at the
grand design
We could take the kitchen table Sell some water in the traffic
lane
Make a promise that we cancel by the morning And do it
all again (yeah)
Sunlight's hitting the crowded floor
We don't need that project anymore
Just a watercolor dream on a paper plate That we threw out
at half-past-eight
But in the heat of the night we were kings of the
block
Running the lights, ignoring the clock (ignoring the clock)
We could take the kitchen table Sell some water in the traffic
lane Make a promise that we cancel by the morning And do
it all again (do it all again,
yeah)
Cancel by morning
(by morning) Just a kitchen plan