Slobberbone - Little Drunk Fists lyrics

Little drunk fists across the tip of my chin Guess I shoulda known that they'd be there again Little drunk fists across the width of my jaw Gets sometimes to where I just don't feel them at all ... (Chorus) That's okay: I can wait another day For these stupid concessions to be made: (and) You weren't to blame We put Jack and Johnny Walker's names In the policeman's notebook when he came ... Little drunk fists need some time to their own Went out to meet some friends but ended up all alone Little drunk fists find and pick up a phone But fumble on the numbers when they try to dial home (Repeat chorus) Little drunk fists raise for just one more round End up buying six when the fifth hits the ground And little baby fists touch my face, clutch my nose Though they'd rather touch their mother's, But she don't know ... Little drunk fists drove the car home last night Turned left on Oak Street When they should have turned right...