It's Friday night, baby, get ready, set, go Gonna take you to the Crystal and a picture show Well, the sky's the limit, there's no price too high Baby, you're the apple of my eye Got my paycheck in my pocket and some gas in the tank Honey, your love's better than money in the bank I wish I had a bass boat and a Z-28 But I guess that stuff'll have to wait Cause I'm saving on a washer and a wedding ring I want this love to be a lasting thing Right at the top, that's where you rank Honey, your love's better than money in the bank Oh, oh, you make me feel like a million bucks Oh, oh, I oughta drive you around in an armored truck Late last night, I had a crazy dream I met a man who invented a money machine He said I know things are tight and times are tough But he'd give me the machine if I'd give you up I just looked him in the eye and I said "no thanks" Honey, your love's better than money in the bank Honey, your love's better than money in the bankTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
