A.C. Newman - On the Table lyrics

On the table The deal that kept the courts at arm's length Stealing our thoughts with the force of their non sequiturs Amateurs On the table The view behind the legs of dancers Windows of chance there, lost on the trail of dissent Innocent Do re mi, innocent On the table The deal between the thieves and exits Common and breathless, shrugging at what they've become Number one On the table The steal that kept the courts at arm's length Stealing our hearts with the force of the new evidence Innocent Do re mi, innocent Ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah Now the plain blondes are playing along with you Now the plain blondes are playing along with you With you On the table Our hopes become a starting pistol Though we have missed all the minutes, we know what we've won Are we done? On the table The deal between the legs of mankind Walking a straight line, copping a plea as they went Innocent Do re mi, innocent Ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah Now the plain blondes are playing along with you Now the plain blondes are playing along with you On the table On the table On the table On the table