Millionaires by The Script
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They're kicking us out, saying it's time to close
We're leaning on each other trying to beat the cold
I carry your shoes and I give you my coat
We're walking these streets like they're paved with gold
Make any old excuses not to go
Neither one of us want to take that taxi home
Singing our hearts out
Standing on chairs
Spending our time
Like we are millionaires
Laughing our heads off
The two of us there
Spending our time
Like we were millionaires
Millionaires
Lost my heart and I hope to die
Seeing that sunlight hit your eyes
Been up all night but you still look amazing to me
Yeah
Had the type of night you only dream about
If God came down he could take me now
Cos in my mind, we will always be
Singing our hearts out
Standing on chairs
Spending our time
Like we are millionaires
Laughing our heads off
The two of us there
Spending our time
Like we were millionaires
Millionaires (look at us)
Look at us
At six in the mornin'
If time was money, yeah
We'd be worth a fortune
I swear you may think you're rich
You could have a million euro
But you can't buy this time
Look at us
At six in the mornin'
If time was money, yeah
We'd be worth a fortune
I swear you may think you're rich
You could have a million euro
But you can't buy this time
And the band was on playing our song
We messed up the lyrics
As we sang along
But we didn't care
Cause it felt like we were the only ones there
Our feet were sore, our throats were raw
They're turning out the lights but we're shouting more
We're shouting more
Singing our hearts out
Standing on chairs
Spending our time like we are millionaires
Laughing our heads off
The two of us there
Spending our time like we were millionaires
Millionaires
Look at us
At six in the mornin'
If time was money, yeah
We'd be worth a fortune
I swear you may think you're rich
You could have a million euro
But you can't buy this time
Look at us
At six in the mornin'
If time was money, yeah
We'd be worth a fortune
I swear you may think you're rich
You could have a million euro
But you can't buy this time
We're walking these streets like they're paved with gold
Make any old excuses not to go
Neither one of us want to take that taxi home
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