it's friday night baby get ready set go
i'm gonna take you to the crystal and a picture show
well the sky's the limit there's no price too high
baby you're the apple of my eye
got my paycheck in my pocket some gas in the tank
honey you look better than money in the bank
i wish i had a passport and a z twenty eight
but i guess that stuff will have to wait
'cause i'm saving on a washer and a wedding ring
i want this stuff to be a lasting thing
and right at the top that's where you rank
honey your love's better than money in the bank
oh oh you make me feel like a million bucks
oh oh i oughta drive you around in an armored truck
late last night i had a crazy dream
i met a man who invented a money machine
he said i know things are tired and times are tough
but he give me the machine if i give you up
i just i looked him in the eye and i said no thanks
honey your love's better than money in the bank
honey your love's better than money in the bank