G# Downtown with my baby on a Saturday night Push start the car up, but the feeling was right D# Uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh You live next to the club down on Montrose St We can listen to the Pixies from your bedroom suite Uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh G# We break in the museum in the middle of the night Run from the security and out of the light D# I miss those old days with my beautiful friend I wonder where you are and how the hell have you been? G# Downtown with my baby on a Saturday night Push start the car up, and the feeling was right D# Uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh Chorus: G# Where'd you go? (It's depressing as fuck, as fuck) D# Where did you go? (Yeah, so I'm calling you up, oh) G# Where'd you go? (It's depressing as fuck, fuck it) D# Yeah, I'm calling you up Yeah, I'm calling you up Blow up the mattress and we slept on the floor Black polka dot bikini you wore, uh We're sittin' talkin' 'bout how good all the sex is Yeah, 'cause it was bad with our exes Remember music and when it didn't suck? I tried to write for you like Morrissey would Instead I stumble through the songs in the back of my truck You said you love the way I sing 'cause it's depressing as fuck (As fuck) Chorus Yeah, I'm - I'm calling you up Yeah, I'm calling you up Yeah I'm - Yeah, I'm calling you up Chorus - x2 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsD# G# |