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The city down below us Bridges strung like pearls The glistening of your eyes As another year unfurls Here I am saying those things That I say now and then But it's the Champagne talkin' I'll be myself tomorrow again. Another Super Sunday Gathering good friends Gals giggling in the kitchen Guys gambling in the den Maybe we ought'a do What we should have way back when But it's the Bud Light talkin' I'll be a lightweight tomorrow again. Valentine's It was Ballantine's Easter It was ouzo Beaujolais On Bastille Day Labor Day Absolut-no! Songtexte I can smell a big Purdue Roasting in the oven Giving special thanks again to you For your good lovin' I should know by now That you're the best that I can get It's the Cognac yakkin' But I may get there yet. Now the Christmas tree is telling me To give you what I bought Time to put the past behind And treasure what we got So let's raise our glasses one more time Yeh, they wrapped it at the store The eggnog's knockin' This time I'm unlockin' the door. Valentine's, it was Ballantine' Easter eggs with ouzo Beaujolais Nouveau on Bastille Day, you know Labor Day Absolut.... The Champagne's talkin' The Egg Nog's knockin' This might sound shockin' But I'm not walkin' Aus Songtexte Mania