New Year's Eve 1999

Baby, let's make a date for a night on the town How does the turn of the century sound I guarantee that we'll have a good time New Year's Eve 1999 Now I know it sounds a bit premature But I'm askin' you now 'cause I want to be sure Do you have anything else in mind New Year's Eve 1999 We'll drink pink champagne from a plastic cup Dance all night 'til the sun comes up We'll say it's been a pretty good century Except for that weekend in '93 Then we'll go home to our warn winter bed And tuck in the kids with a kiss on the head And sing one more chorus of Auld Lang Syne New Year's Eve 1999 I'll be your sweetheart if you'll be mine New Year's Eve 1999, New Year's Eve 1999...