Champagne Taste

Oh, no!
I shouldn't be driving this car!

I was drinking champagne on Lake Shore drive, 89 miles per hour
A smooth road, wearing a tuxedo, very sharp
There was a party at a hotel, downtown Chicago
This is my town
I should not be driving this car

It's the champagne taste
The champagne taste
It's the champagne taste
The champagne taste

Flashing red lights. I pulled the kerb
License and registration, sobriety check...
There is a crack rock in my throat
I will be the best-dressed man in prison!
I should not be driving this car

It's the champagne taste
The champagne taste
It's the champagne taste
The champagne taste

Now, I'm in a cab. I call my babe
She tells me, "Be cool."
My baby comes, she say, "Let's go. Take the tuxedo off
Let your thoughts flies away"
I should've had that car drove...

It's the champagne taste
The champagne taste
It's the champagne taste
The champagne taste