Champagne
Can't remember why
What I did tonight
I drank a bottle or two
Maybe three, shoulda knew
Something wasn't quite right
And I lost track of time
I've never felt so outta line
Bubbles blowin' my mind
Veuve Clicquot, Perrier
Pommery, Mumm, Moët
Feel like I'm going insane
You're going straight to my brain
Roederer, Taittinger
Krug, Lanson, Pol Roger
The way I feel, I can't explain
You hit me like a fine Champagne
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my br-a-a-ain
Champa-a-a-agne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbeh-a-a-ave
Champa-a-a-agne
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my br-a-a-ain
Champa-a-a-agne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbeh-a-a-ave
Champa-a-a-agne
Almost the end of the night
And the moment is right
You look me dead in the eye
And I'm flying so high
I don't wanna come down
Feet so high above the ground
Broken bottles on the floor
We keep on rockin', gimme more
Veuve Clicquot, Perrier
Pommery, Mumm, Moët
Feel like I'm goin insane
Youre going straight to my brain
Roederer, Taittinger
Krug, Lanson, Pol Roger
The way I feel, I can't explain
You hit me like a fine Champagne
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my br-a-a-ain
Champa-a-a-agne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbeh-a-a-ave
Champa-a-a-agne
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my br-a-a-ain
Champa-a-a-agne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbeh-a-a-ave
Champa-a-a-agne
I'll fill your glass up to the top
It's overflowin', we can't stop now
Champagne kisses, we can swap
Our glasses, dancin' table top
Whatever you may want I got on ice
Cuvee Prestige you oughta
C'mon head back to my spot and
Shake my bottle, make it POP!
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my br-a-a-ain
Champa-a-a-agne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbeh-a-a-ave
Champa-a-a-agne
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my br-a-a-ain
Champa-a-a-agne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbeh-a-a-ave
Champa-a-a-agne
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my br-a-a-ain
Champa-a-a-agne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbeh-a-a-ave
Champa-a-a-agne
What I did tonight
I drank a bottle or two
Maybe three, shoulda knew
Something wasn't quite right
And I lost track of time
I've never felt so outta line
Bubbles blowin' my mind
Veuve Clicquot, Perrier
Pommery, Mumm, Moët
Feel like I'm going insane
You're going straight to my brain
Roederer, Taittinger
Krug, Lanson, Pol Roger
The way I feel, I can't explain
You hit me like a fine Champagne
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my br-a-a-ain
Champa-a-a-agne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbeh-a-a-ave
Champa-a-a-agne
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my br-a-a-ain
Champa-a-a-agne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbeh-a-a-ave
Champa-a-a-agne
Almost the end of the night
And the moment is right
You look me dead in the eye
And I'm flying so high
I don't wanna come down
Feet so high above the ground
Broken bottles on the floor
We keep on rockin', gimme more
Veuve Clicquot, Perrier
Pommery, Mumm, Moët
Feel like I'm goin insane
Youre going straight to my brain
Roederer, Taittinger
Krug, Lanson, Pol Roger
The way I feel, I can't explain
You hit me like a fine Champagne
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my br-a-a-ain
Champa-a-a-agne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbeh-a-a-ave
Champa-a-a-agne
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my br-a-a-ain
Champa-a-a-agne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbeh-a-a-ave
Champa-a-a-agne
I'll fill your glass up to the top
It's overflowin', we can't stop now
Champagne kisses, we can swap
Our glasses, dancin' table top
Whatever you may want I got on ice
Cuvee Prestige you oughta
C'mon head back to my spot and
Shake my bottle, make it POP!
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my br-a-a-ain
Champa-a-a-agne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbeh-a-a-ave
Champa-a-a-agne
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my br-a-a-ain
Champa-a-a-agne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbeh-a-a-ave
Champa-a-a-agne
Feel like I'm going insane
The way you shot right to my br-a-a-ain
Champa-a-a-agne
Its something I can't explain
You make me wanna misbeh-a-a-ave
Champa-a-a-agne
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Writer(s): Jeff Graham
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