There's nothing I'd rather do
than stay up all night and just sing to you
And strum these chords on the floor of your living room
You show me how you play guitar
A little alcohol goes straight to my heart
And if you don't mind now it's time to go too far
So just pretend we're in a movie scene
And we'll go merrily, merrily down the stream
The tide is high and life is but a dream
As the ceiling starts to spin
I'll turn on my foolish grin
I'm waiting for a song to save me on the radio
As the birds begin to sing
They can't see the state we're in
So raise your glass and pour another drink
There's nothing I'd rather do
Than stay up all night and get wasted with you
And watch the sun paint the dawn in pale blue
With my arm around you
Pretend we're in a movie scene
And we'll go merrily, merrily down the stream
The tide is high and life is but a dream
As the ceiling starts to spin
I'll turn on my foolish grin
I'm waiting for a song to save me on the radio
As the birds begin to sing
They can't see the state we're in
So raise your glass and pour another drink
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