You got your Chardonnay and a tea light glow
Spaghetti strap fallin' off your shoulder
You're slidin' on over, a little bit closer
You wore your pink lipstick, now it's almost gone
It's almost time to stop dancin' around
And we both know, we found it

There's something 'bout you spinnin' 'round
With the glitter in your hair
Between the silver moon and your baby blues
Girl, I don't stand a prayer
'Cause it feels so right, every time
Only heaven knows
Well girl, you got me thinkin', if this ain't perfect
Ah, it's pretty damn close

I don't believe in meant-to-be's
But I believe in mеant to be
Right here and now with you and mе
I chased the stars, I was born to run
I got three little words on the tip of my tongue
And I mean every single one

There's something 'bout you spinnin' 'round
With the glitter in your hair
Between the silver moon and your baby blues
Girl, I don't stand a prayer
Yeah, it feels so right, every time
Only heaven knows
Well girl, you got me thinkin', if this ain't perfect
Ah, it's pretty damn close
Yeah, I'm lookin' in your eyes now
I'm feelin' so alive now

There's something 'bout you spinnin' 'round
With the glitter in your hair
Between the silver moon and your baby blues
Girl, I don't stand a prayer
Yeah, it feels so right, every time
Only Heaven knows
Well girl, you got me thinkin', if this ain't perfect
Ah, it's pretty damn close

Yeah, it's pretty damn close
Ah, it's pretty damn close