We're like a little taste of Italy right in the heart of downtown San Jose. Come and sip one of our famous cappuccinos, try one of our paninis, experience some live music, or just enjoy happy hour with friends after a long day at work.
I did get started. Come on in, we've got to move our walk through. Alright guys, if you already have a drink in your hand, please feel free to get on from the next barista's. They'll be serving us. This one is called Not That Drop. Hope you guys sing along if Not That Drop. I'm not that drunk, he's not that drunk. I'm going home, he's going home. Leave me alone. I'm not that drunk, put my feet to the floor, show the doors the door. I don't want to see you anymore. And all I think about is you. And the only words I can say are fuck you. But then I'll be against you. I don't need me goddamn tini shoes. I'm not that drunk, he's not that drunk. I'm going home, he's going home. Leave me alone. I'm not that drunk. Started with some beer. I have no beer. Vision is so clear. The guy is near. Next I'll be a part. They're waiting my son. That's the line is wrong. I'm holding strong. Last track of time. I'm losing my mind. Vision is so fine. Don't feel so fine. Shot after shot. I'm getting so hot. He's getting so hot. Doesn'take a lot. He's in the parking lot. Wake up on the floor. Disaccordant path forward. Can't find the door. Won't drink no more. I'm not that drunk, he's not that drunk. I'm going home, he's going home. Leave me alone. I'm not that drunk. I'm not that drunk, not that drunk. I'm going home, he's going home. Leave me alone. I'm not that drunk, he's going home. I'm not that drunk. I'm going home, leave me alone. I'm not that drunk. I'm not that drunk.
