Lyrics:

T. Fogerty

I don't wanna go out on Friday night, baby, with the boys
And I don't wanna sit around and watch those football games
I don't wanna go out and mess around, no no, on no midnight ride
All I wanna do is lay right here with you.

With your champagne love, with your champagne love
With your champagne love, champagne love.

I don't wanna go out on Saturday night, baby; it's my choice
I don't wanna be out chasin, wastin' my time
I don't wanna go out and hang my head down, no, in some funky bar
All I wanna do is lay right here with you.

With your champagne love, with your champagne love
With your champagne love, champagne love.

With your champagne love, with your champagne love
With your champagne love, champagne love.

With your champagne love, with your champagne love
With your champagne love, champagne love.

Oh with your champagne love, with your champagne love
With your champagne love, champagne love.