Catcher:
Barbra I'd like to propose a toast to the topic i dig the most.
Barbra:
Catch let me dust off my loving cup.
Both:
Hey bartender! Fill 'er up!
Barbra:
Look how the neon stars to flicker.
Catcher:
Love's like a shot but works much quicker.
Barbra:
And you're a man who can hold his liquor.
Both:
Cheers, here's to love!
Barbra:
I'm an old fashioned and you're the cherry.
Catcher:
I've got a thirst that's legendary.
Barbra:
That's why I fired your secretary.
Both:
Cheers, here's to love!
Catcher:
Life's a martini
Barbra:
And you're the shaker
Catcher:
and baby I sure packed a punch!
Barbra:
Hey! Ya' Make Dean Martin look like a quaker.
Catcher:
Now it's only you for dinner
Barbra:
Breakfast?
Catcher:
And lunch!
I hear the march that's calling for us
Barbra:
We'll walk down the aisle to an angel's chorus
Catcher:
I'll be your Rock if you'll be my Doris
Both:
Sweet heavens above!
Barbra:
Why is the waiter smiling at us?
Catcher:
He knows what we're thinkin' of! oh, can the tears!
Both:
Cheers! Baby here's to love!
Barbra:
You've got the lips to wet my whistle
Catcher:
If that doesn't catch ya', maybe this'll
Barbra:
Cupid just launched a guided missile
Both:
Cheers here's to love!
Barbra:
Your eyes are so intoxicating
Catcher:
Bottoms up babe. Let's get to mating.
Barbra:
I bet it bears reiterating!
Both:
Cheers here's to love!
Though it aint new years pop the champaigne, and let's take a spin on the floor!
Catcher:
Your moves are good!
Barbra:
I'm feelin' no pain!
Both:
So let's pay the check and slip out the back door!
We took Manhattan without the bitters! We're stayin' put last call for quitters! Soon it will be just babysitters!
Catcher:
'Cause this hawk's now a dove!
Baby the cab is blowin' its horn!
Barbra:
But I can't find my hat and my gloves!
Catcher:
Oh, can the tears!
Both:
Cheers! Baby here's to love!
Catcher[Spoken]:
Here's mud in your eye
Barbra[Spoken]:
Here's lookin' at you kid
Catcher[Spoken]:
Here is to put hairs on your chest...
(Barbra laughs)
...Not that I would want that.
Both:
Here's to love.
Ewan Mcgregor/renee Zellweger - Heres to Love Lyrics
Ewan Mcgregor/renee Zellweger - Heres to Love Lyrics
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Catcher:
Barbra I'd like to propose a toast to the topic i dig the most.
Barbra:
Catch let me dust off my loving cup.
Both:
Hey bartender! Fill 'er up!
Barbra:
Look how the neon stars to flicker.
Catcher:
Love's like a shot but works much quicker.
Barbra:
And you're a man who can hold his liquor.
Both:
Cheers, here's to love!
Barbra:
I'm an old fashioned and you're the cherry.
Catcher:
I've got a thirst that's legendary.
Barbra:
That's why I fired your secretary.
Both:
Cheers, here's to love!
Catcher:
Life's a martini
Barbra:
And you're the shaker
Catcher:
and baby I sure packed a punch!
Barbra:
Hey! Ya' Make Dean Martin look like a quaker.
Catcher:
Now it's only you for dinner
Barbra:
Breakfast?
Catcher:
And lunch!
I hear the march that's calling for us
Barbra:
We'll walk down the aisle to an angel's chorus
Catcher:
I'll be your Rock if you'll be my Doris
Both:
Sweet heavens above!
Barbra:
Why is the waiter smiling at us?
Catcher:
He knows what we're thinkin' of! oh, can the tears!
Both:
Cheers! Baby here's to love!
Barbra:
You've got the lips to wet my whistle
Catcher:
If that doesn't catch ya', maybe this'll
Barbra:
Cupid just launched a guided missile
Both:
Cheers here's to love!
Barbra:
Your eyes are so intoxicating
Catcher:
Bottoms up babe. Let's get to mating.
Barbra:
I bet it bears reiterating!
Both:
Cheers here's to love!
Though it aint new years pop the champaigne, and let's take a spin on the floor!
Catcher:
Your moves are good!
Barbra:
I'm feelin' no pain!
Both:
So let's pay the check and slip out the back door!
We took Manhattan without the bitters! We're stayin' put last call for quitters! Soon it will be just babysitters!
Catcher:
'Cause this hawk's now a dove!
Baby the cab is blowin' its horn!
Barbra:
But I can't find my hat and my gloves!
Catcher:
Oh, can the tears!
Both:
Cheers! Baby here's to love!
Catcher[Spoken]:
Here's mud in your eye
Barbra[Spoken]:
Here's lookin' at you kid
Catcher[Spoken]:
Here is to put hairs on your chest...
(Barbra laughs)
...Not that I would want that.
Both:
Here's to love.
Barbra I'd like to propose a toast to the topic i dig the most.
Barbra:
Catch let me dust off my loving cup.
Both:
Hey bartender! Fill 'er up!
Barbra:
Look how the neon stars to flicker.
Catcher:
Love's like a shot but works much quicker.
Barbra:
And you're a man who can hold his liquor.
Both:
Cheers, here's to love!
Barbra:
I'm an old fashioned and you're the cherry.
Catcher:
I've got a thirst that's legendary.
Barbra:
That's why I fired your secretary.
Both:
Cheers, here's to love!
Catcher:
Life's a martini
Barbra:
And you're the shaker
Catcher:
and baby I sure packed a punch!
Barbra:
Hey! Ya' Make Dean Martin look like a quaker.
Catcher:
Now it's only you for dinner
Barbra:
Breakfast?
Catcher:
And lunch!
I hear the march that's calling for us
Barbra:
We'll walk down the aisle to an angel's chorus
Catcher:
I'll be your Rock if you'll be my Doris
Both:
Sweet heavens above!
Barbra:
Why is the waiter smiling at us?
Catcher:
He knows what we're thinkin' of! oh, can the tears!
Both:
Cheers! Baby here's to love!
Barbra:
You've got the lips to wet my whistle
Catcher:
If that doesn't catch ya', maybe this'll
Barbra:
Cupid just launched a guided missile
Both:
Cheers here's to love!
Barbra:
Your eyes are so intoxicating
Catcher:
Bottoms up babe. Let's get to mating.
Barbra:
I bet it bears reiterating!
Both:
Cheers here's to love!
Though it aint new years pop the champaigne, and let's take a spin on the floor!
Catcher:
Your moves are good!
Barbra:
I'm feelin' no pain!
Both:
So let's pay the check and slip out the back door!
We took Manhattan without the bitters! We're stayin' put last call for quitters! Soon it will be just babysitters!
Catcher:
'Cause this hawk's now a dove!
Baby the cab is blowin' its horn!
Barbra:
But I can't find my hat and my gloves!
Catcher:
Oh, can the tears!
Both:
Cheers! Baby here's to love!
Catcher[Spoken]:
Here's mud in your eye
Barbra[Spoken]:
Here's lookin' at you kid
Catcher[Spoken]:
Here is to put hairs on your chest...
(Barbra laughs)
...Not that I would want that.
Both:
Here's to love.
Writer: MARC SHAIMAN, SCOTT WITTMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., FOX MUSIC, INC., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., FOX MUSIC, INC., Universal Music Publishing Group