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Nobody likes us, at this party.
Nobody likes us at this couch.
We can't stop eating the candy, we can't stop making out.
The girl in the corner knows the story about first night we met.
She keeps asking 'why aren't you together yet?'.
And I've got my hands in your heart.
You've got your hands in my hair.
I don't know these people, let them stare.
And I've got you wrapped around my finger.
You've got me wrapped up in your chest.
We keep whisperin' 'why aren't we together yet'.

Should we get married, tonight?
Once we've drank up the wine.
Would you marry me and always be mine?
It's such a nice night in Brooklyn.
And we shouldn't be alone.
Let's get married, baby, married and go home.

And the moon could be our witness, and north fifth street the isle.
And when we kiss the stars will cheer and cry and smile.
Our friends will feel left out, and our parents had no warning.
But we'll call them with the good news in the morning.

So let's get married, tonight.
Once we've drank up the wine.
Would you marry me and always be mine?
It's such a nice night in Brooklyn.
And we shouldn't be alone.
Let's get married, baby, married and go home.

I don't really wanna be at this party anymore.
Running outta jellybeans and there's no one left to call.
We don't wanna be at this party anymore.
Make up lies and say goodbyes and meet me at the door.

And let's get married, tonight.
Once we've drank up the wine.
Would you marry me and always be mine?
It's such a nice night in Brooklyn.
And we shouldn't be alone.
Let's get married, baby, married and go home.

Let's get married, tonight.
Once we've drank up the wine.
Would you marry me and always be mine?
It's such a nice night in Brooklyn.
And we shouldn't be alone.
Let's get married baby, married and go home.

Let's get married, baby, married and go home.

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