You got your chardonnay
And a tealight glow
Spaghetti strap fallin' off your shoulder
You're sliding on over a little bit closer
You wore your pink lipstick
Now it's almost gone
It's almost time to stop dancing around it
And we both know we've found it
There's something 'bout you spinnin' around
With the glitter in your hair
Between the silver moon and your baby blues
Girl, I don't stand a prayer
'Cause it feels so right every time
Only heaven knows
Well, girl, you got me thinkin' if this ain't perfect
Aw, it's pretty damn close
I don't believe
In meant to be's
But I believe in meant to be
Right here and now with you and me
I chase the stars
I was born to run
I got three little words on the tip of my tongue
And I mean every single one
There's something 'bout you spinnin' around
With the glitter in your hair
Between the silver moon and your baby blues
Girl, I don't stand a prayer
Yeah it feels so right every time
Only heaven knows
Well girl, you got me thinkin' if this ain't perfect
Aw, it's pretty damn close
Yeah, I'm looking in your eyes now
And feeling so alive now
There's something 'bout you spinnin' around
With the glitter in your hair
Between the silver moon and your baby blues
Girl, I don't stand a prayer
Yeah, it feels so right every time
Only heaven knows
Well girl, you got me thinkin' if this ain't perfect
Aw, it's pretty damn close
Yeah, it's pretty damn close
Aw, it's pretty damn close
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