Lyrics:

EM: Barbera, I'd like to propose a toast to the topic I dig the most RZ:Hey, Catch let me dust off my loving cup EMRZ: Hey bar tender fill'er up BZ: Look how the neon starts to flicker EM: Love's like a shot, but works much quicker RZ: and your a man who can hold his licker EMRZ: Cheers heres to love! RZ: I'm a old a fashion and your my cherry EM: I've got a thirst thats legendary RZ: thats why i fired you secretary EMRZ: Cheers heres to love! EM: Lifes a martini RZ: and your the shaker EM: and baby i sure packed a punch RZ: HEY!, you make dean martin look like a quaker EM: but now its only you for breafast RZ: dinner EM: and lunch EM: I hear the march thats calling for us RZ: we'll walk down the aile to an angels chorus EM: I'll be your rock if you be my doris EMRZ: Sweet heavens above RZ: why is the waiter smiling at us? EM: Cause he knows what we're thinking of EM: oh count the cheers, cheers EMRZ: baby heres to love RZ: you'vew got the lips to wet my whistle EM: if that doesnt do it, maybe this'll RZ: cupid just launched a guided missel EMRZ: Cheers baby heres to love RZ: your eyes are so intoxicating EM: bottoms up baby, lets get to mating RZ: i bet it is enricterating EM: Cheers baby heres to love EMRZ: Though its not new-years pop the champange, and lets take a spin on the block EM: your moves are good RZ: I'm feeling no pain EMRZ: so lets pay the check and slip out the back door We took manhatten without the bidders We're staying put, no time for quitters Soon it'll be just baby-sitters EM: cause this hunks now a dork maybe this cars just blowing its hull RZ: but i cant find my hat and glove-ac