American Express

Music: Jim Barne/Kit Buchan We're buying this tux We're buying this tux it's twelve hundred bucks Your attitude sucks We're buying this tux We're buying this tux We're buying success Hell yes Now swallow your pride I'll swallow my pride I'm Bonnie you're Clyde You're Bonnie I'm Clyde We're gonna be hitchin' a ride on the American Express Strolling down the avenue together Dressed in shoes of alligator leather Swapping smart remarks about the weather Do you think it's going to snow I think we make it rain Now that we've successfully defrosted it down Now that we can suddenly afford it New York City isn't such a sorted town Putting on the glitz Putting on the spritz We'll take a bottle Sprinkling a little bit of glitter on my tits We're grabbing a cab Taxi We're having the crab Waiter It's on the tab It's on the tab It's on the tab Cruising boozing up the Rockefeller Feeling sweet and swell as Cinderella Fetch the finest liquor in the cellar May I see some ID Are you flirting with me Oh One more round of lobster cappuccino Excuse me while I Instagram the Bino New York City isn't such a mean Old Town Where am I You stick by my side I'll stick by my side I'm Bonnie you're Clyde Wait who's Bonnie who's Clyde We're gonna be hitching a ride on the American Express Hell yeah Ah Ah Ah Yeah Woo Let's go Oh I love this song I pity the rich Wait you pity the rich They'll never know what it's like To go to a laundromat To only be rich To only be rich For one magical night Magical night I'm buying those stars I'm buying that moon I'm buying these cars I've stolen this spoon I'm selling my soul And buying this whole impossible mess Where next The Plaza Hotel Just follow my stride Just follow my stride I'm Bonnie you're Clyde I'm Bonnie I'm Bonnie you're Clyde We're gonna be hitching a ride On the American On the American On the American Express Bridal Suite please