Lyrics

You got your Chardonnay and a tea light glow Spaghetti strap fallin' off your shoulder You're slidin' on over, a little bit closer You wore your pink lipstick, now it's almost gone It's almost time to stop dancin' around And we both know, we found it There's something 'bout you spinnin' 'round 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 Ah, it's pretty damn close I don't believe in meant-to-be's But I believe in mеant to be Right here and now with you and mе I chased 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' 'round 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 Ah, it's pretty damn close Yeah, I'm lookin' in your eyes now I'm feelin' so alive now There's something 'bout you spinnin' 'round 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 Ah, it's pretty damn close Yeah, it's pretty damn close Ah, it's pretty damn close