Well, we ain't the kind for champagne and roses Don't give a damn if they turn up their noses We light it up in a lights-down, crosstown bar Yeah, I'm just a man with work on his hands No, I ain't got a dime, but I do what I can To give you the moon and love you with all my heart
Yeah, we could take it to the bank The one that rolls by the riverside Where we fell in love on a Friday night At the end of July when we knew we were right from the start Baby, whatcha think? We got a half a bottle of sweet red wine A five-pack of beer and a hook on a line Nah, we ain't got a dime, but we only need a quarter a tank To take it to the bank
You could tell that story how your daddy got mad Said I wasn't no good and I better haul ass And how we went from fist-to-fist to the best of friends We could hang our legs off the Conehatta Bridge In the still of the night, I could steal me a kiss Let it linger and last on our lips like it did back then
Yeah, we could take it to the bank The one that rolls by the riverside Where we fell in love on a Friday night At the end of July when we knew we were right from the start Baby, whatcha think? We got a half a bottle of sweet red wine A five-pack of beer and a hook on a line Nah, we ain't got a dime, but we only need a quarter a tank To take it to the bank
Yeah, we could take it to the bank
That sunlight glow comin' down from the sky Well, it can't hold a candle to the one in your eyes When I tell you we got somethin' that money can't buy
Oh, we could take it to the bank The one that rolls by the riverside Where we fell in love on a Friday night At the end of July when we knew we were right from the start Baby, whatcha think? We got a half a bottle of sweet red wine A five-pack of beer and a hook on a line Nah, we ain't got a dime, but we only need a quarter a tank And I pray we got a quarter a tank To take it to the bank
Yeah, we could take it to the bank
Compositores: Shawn Randolph Houser, Harold Ryan Tyndell (Harold R Tyndell), Jeff Hyde ECAD: Obra #34897494