We used to spend our Friday nights
Underneath them downtown lights
You with your friends and me with mine
Shooting shots and getting gone
Well, that all changed with that first kiss
Yeah, one of them things that you can’t forget
Settled on downand you moved in
Made this house more like a home
Now it’s champagne kissing
While I spin you ‘round the kitchen
It’s as good as good is getting kinda thing
Now it’s Sunday morning tangled up
Under covers making love
In rhythm with the tin roof rain
There ain’t nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
Nothin’ ‘bout loving you I’d change
Change, change
These days we don’t go too far
Got everything we need right where we are
Went from yours and mine and now it’s ours
And I wouldn’t trade it for nothin’
Even if I hardly see my friends
And they hit me up like, “where you been”
“I’m sorry guys, I’m staying in”
And honestly, I love it
Now it’s champagne kissing
While I spin you ‘round the kitchen
It’s as good as good is getting kinda thing
Now it’s Sunday morning tangled up
Under covers making love
In rhythm with the tin roof rain
There ain’t nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
Nothin’ ‘bout loving you I’d change
Change, change
There you were walking in
Perfect strangers when we met
Turned to lovers as the time moved on
We were wild, we were crazy
We were reckless, we were babies
Now we’re out here raising up one of our own
Champagne kissing
While I spin you ‘round the kitchen
It’s as good as good is getting kinda thing
Now it’s Sunday morning tangled up
Under covers making love
In rhythm with the tin roof rain
There ain’t nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
No, there ain’t nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
Nothin’ ‘bout loving you I’d change
Change (Change)
Ain’t nothin’ ‘bout loving you I’d change
(Change, change)
Nothin’ ‘bout loving you I’d change
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