Lirik Lagu The Script - Millionaires

They're kicking us out, saying it's time to closeWe're leaning on each other trying to beat the coldI carry your shoes and I give you my coatWe're walking these streets like they're paved with goldMake any more excuses not to goNeither one of us want to take that taxi home
[Chorus:]Singing our hearts outStanding on chairsSpending our timeLike we are millionairesLaughing our heads offThe two of us thereSpending our timeLike we were millionairesMillionaires
Lost my heart and I hope to dieSeeing that sunlight hit your eyesBeen up all night but you still look amazing to meYeahHalf the time of night you only dream aboutIf God came down who could take me nowCos in my mind, we will always be
Singing our hearts outStanding on chairsSpending our timeLike we are millionairesLaughing our heads offThe two of us thereSpending our timeLike we were millionairesMillionaires (look at us)
Look at usAt six in the mornin'If time was money, yeahWe be worth a fortuneI swear you might think you're richYou could have a million euroBut you can't buy this
Look at usAt six in the mornin'If time was money, yeahWe be worth a fortuneI swear you might think you're richYou could have a million euroBut you can't buy this
Well the band was on playing that songWe messed up the lyricsAs we sang alongBut we didn't careCause it felt like we were the only ones thereMy feet were sore, my voice were rawThey're turning up the lights but were shouting moreWe're shouting more
Singing our hearts outStanding on chairsSpending our time like we are millionairesLaughing our heads offThe two of us thereSpending our time like we were millionairesMillionaires
Look at usAt six in the mornin'If time was money, yeahWe be worth a fortuneI swear you might think you're richYou could have a million euroBut you can't buy this
Look at usAt six in the mornin'If time was money, yeahWe be worth a fortuneI swear you might think you're richYou could have a million euroBut you can't buy this
We're walking these streets like they're paved with goldMake any old excuses not to goNeither one of us want to take that taxi home