Tonight That Ain'T Us
Sittin' on top of a champagne night
The city is lit up for the fourth of July
Her kisses already taste like Whiskey
She's tipsy in record time
Threw all of our worries
With all our clothes outside
Tonight, girl. I don't have a worry
Let's lose our manners in a hurry
This aint a good time to be shy
Don't be afraid to tell me what you like
Raise our glass for all the lonely
'Cause that sure ain't us tonight
Copyright © Stephen James | Year Posted 2012
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