Lyrics by Steven R. Drennon, ©️ 2025 Lyrics may not be remixed, used as prompts for AI, or otherwise reproduced without consent. Please check out my YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/@firstep3 Crystal glasses and tuxedo ties, You tugged at your heels, I rolled my eyes. White linen napkins, gold-plated plates, All we wanted was a quick escape. You whispered, “Let’s get the hell outta here,” I followed close makin' sure I stayed near. Stole that bottle on the way to the door, Laughin’ like outlaws lookin' for more. Don't need chandeliers or fancy clothes, That ain't the place where folks like us goes. You in my jacket, with your hair soft and brown, We're both laughin' as the rain's fallin' down. Traded silver spoons to romp in the park, Kissin' like fools as it's gettin' dark. Sittin' on a park bench in the rain, Sippin' tequila instead of champagne. Kicked off our shoes by the old oak tree, You poured a shot, then you looked at me. The rain came soft, but we didn’t run, Just passed the bottle 'round, havin’ fun. Your lipstick faded, your laugh got loud, But this is better than that stuffy crowd. You said, “This feels more like you and me,” All I could do was smile and agree. Don't need chandeliers or fancy clothes, That ain't the place where folks like us goes. You in my jacket, with your hair soft and brown, We're both laughin' as the rain's fallin' down. Traded silver spoons to romp in the park, Kissin' like fools as it's gettin' dark. Sittin' on a park bench in the rain, Sippin' tequila instead of champagne. Your dress was damp, but you didn’t care, Your bare feet swingin’ in the summer air. I put my arm around you, pulled you close, We're out here doin' things nobody knows. Every raindrop felt like slow foreplay, With each sip makin’ worries drift away. We didn’t need a room or candlelight, We found forever in the park that night. Don't need chandeliers or fancy clothes, That ain't the place where folks like us goes. You in my jacket, with your hair soft and brown, We're both laughin' as the rain's fallin' down. Traded silver spoons to romp in the park, Kissin' like fools as it's gettin' dark. Sittin' on a park bench in the rain, Sippin' tequila instead of champagne.
