Happy birthday baby

Happy birthday baby
We’ll burn the jukebox to the ground
Happy birthday baby
We’ll tear to shred this awful town
We’ll drink our weight in champagne
On this your day of birth
Make love till we both collapse
Make more trouble than we’re worth
In the nighttime
The arc of love returns, she goes
Bampa bomp
In the nighttime
The arc of love returns, she goes
Bampa bomp
Happy birthday baby
We first kissed in America
Happy birthday baby
The last was outside your c-a-r, car, car
Coming home to see me, Sue’s mercurial daughter
You’re still my little surfer girl
Even though your feet don’t touch the water
In the nighttime
The arc of love returns, she goes
Bampa bomp
In the nighttime
The arc of love returns, she goes
Bampa bomp