Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Maine
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John O'Callaghan
Songwriter
Kennedy Brock
Songwriter
Garrett Nickelsen
Songwriter
Jared Monaco
Songwriter
Patrick Kirch
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brendan Benson
Producer
Mike Esser
Engineer
Lyrics
Sophisticated mood swings
Manipulated daydreams
We've got champagne taste
But not enough money for the real thing
We've got flames in our veins
And just enough money for the weekend
Last night I did things
My mother told me not to with the
People I shouldn't see
In the places that I should not go
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
It felt like love and drugs
Debilitated feelings
Sprawled across the bed
She's spinning perfect blue buildings
While I'm counting crows inside my head
Oh, we've got champagne taste
But not enough money for the real thing
We've got flames in our veins
And just enough money for the weekend
Last night I did things
My mother told me not to with the
People I shouldn't see
In the places that I should not go
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
It felt like love and drugs
Let the waves of strange fall down
Let them crash
And drift around
And last night I did things
Your mother tells you not to with the
People I shouldn't see
In the places that I should not go
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
And it felt just like
It felt like love and drugs
It felt like love and drugs
It felt like love and drugs
Written by: Garrett Nickelsen, Jared Monaco, John O'Callaghan, Kennedy Brock, Patrick Kirch

