It’s the Champagne Talkin’

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!

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'