Look out of the window, babe
See how far it goes
See how all the time does fly
When you’re starin’ out of windows
 
Pictures in the wedding place
of the fallen stars
Won’t begin to take the place
of how beautiful you are
 
Here’s to you
Here’s to me
and may we always feel the same
Let’s drink ourselves another glass
of pink champagne
 
Visions in chantilly lace
The tears are in your eyes
Bride that waits to take your place
Says ‘what a lucky guy’
 
Seein’ how we both said yes
I guess we’ll follow [bad word] Go turn in your wedding dress
Cause there’s so much we can do
 
Do you feel like a midnight show?
Cause it may be all we got;
It’s vegas, baby, play your love
while the table’s hot
 
Never will forget the day you turned and said to me,
‘Darlin’ it was just as lovely as i dreamed that it would be’
 
Here’s to you
Here’s to me
and may we always feel the same
Let’s drink ourselves another glass
of pink champagne