I wore my best shirt and my bravest grin. Had fifty-three whole dollars when we walked in. The candles were glowing, the napkins were tall, they led us past the fountain to the back of the hall You read the menu, I studied the floor. The prices had numbers I’d never seen before. I said, “Order anything,” smooth as can be. If this is a dream, then please wake me. You smiled at me, if you only knew. My confidence had come unglued. I tried to act rich, I tried to act wise. But panic was dancing behind my eyes. Check, please, I’m begging with my eyes. You ordered the steak and I ordered fries. My wallet waved a little white flag too, but I’d go broke again for you. Champagne taste, soda money tonight. I’m counting my coins in the candlelight. But if you laugh and call me cute, I’ll pay in nickels if I have to. I said the lobster was out of season that night. And you asked if I was gonna be alright. I nodded as I admired the bread, while doing long division in my head. The waiter came back with a glint in his eye. Asked if dessert sounded good for two. You said, “One with two spoons sounds nice”, and somehow I fell more in love with you. You didn’t need roses or candlelight. You just liked watching me lose the fight. I tried to be cool, I tried to be grand, then dropped my fork right out of my hand. Check, please, I’m begging with my eyes. You ordered the steak and I ordered fries. My wallet waved a little white flag too, but I’d go broke again for you. Champagne taste, soda money tonight. I’m counting my coins in the candlelight. But if you laugh and call me cute, I’ll pay in nickels if I have to. “If you forget my number, I’ll understand”, “Sorry the night didn’t go as I planned”. You giggled and asked, “Which part?”, That was when you stole my heart. Check, please, I’m smiling with my eyes. You saw right through my rich-guy disguise. My wallet fainted, but my heart came through, and I’d go broke again for you. Champagne taste, soda money tonight. Two nervous kids on a fancy night. If love is awkward, broke, and true, I’ll save my lunch money for you. Champagne taste, soda money. You laughed, how’d I get so lucky. Champagne taste, soda money, I’d go broke again for you.
