Written by Joseph Deeb So much for clean sheets and a good week Weve got these rosy cheeks, loving words to speak CHORUS Baby, should I stick around would you paint this town With me tonight, I want you in my life, baby tonight Well blow our money on a good time When everythings funny, theyre all good lines Well feast our eyes, on a full plate And use our credit cards, and the valet oh yeah CHORUS They wont understand us babe They dont really have to We know where were going, we know what we wanna do Well drink from paper cups only the best wine And toast each Saturday to last a lifetime Well drive all night, yeah til its too late To charge our Texaco card with a full tank oh yeah CHORUS
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