Finn:
It's a beautiful night
We're looking for something dumb to do.
Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you.
Rachel:
Is it the look in your eyes?
Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares, baby?
I think I wanna marry you.
Quinn:
Well I know this little chapel on the boulevard
We can go-o-oh (go-o-oh), no one will know-o-oh (know-o-oh).
Sam:
Oh come on, girl.
Quinn:
Who cares if we're trashed?
Got a pocket full of cash
Sam and Quinn:
We can blow-o-oh (blow-o-oh)
Shots of patro-o-on (patro-o-on)
Sam:
Ahh and it's on girl.
Artie & Brittany:
Don't say no, no, no, no-no,
Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah,
And we'll go, go, go, go-go.
Artie:
If you're ready like I'm ready.
Tina:
'Cause it's a beautiful night,
Tina and Mike:
We're looking for something dumb to do.
Tina:
Hey, baby!
Tina and Mike:
I think I wanna marry you.
Artie and Brittany:
Is it the look in your eyes,
Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares, baby?
I think I wanna marry you.
Quinn:
Ohh!
Sam:
I'll go get a ring
Quinn:
Let the choir bells sing
Sam and Quinn:
Like o-o-oooh (o-o-oooh),
So whatcha wanna do-o-oh (do-o-oh)?
Sam:
Let's just run girl.
Finn:
If we wake up and we wanna break up,
Finn and Rachel:
That's co-o-ol (co-o-ol).
No, I won't blame you-o-oh (you-o-oh);
Finn and New Directions:
Ahh, it was fun girl
Artie, Brittany and New Directions:
Don't say no, no, no, no-no,
Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah,
And we'll go, go, go, go-go,
If you're ready like I'm ready.
Tina , Rachel, Finn and New Directions:
'Cause it's a beautiful night,
We're looking for something dumb to do.
Hey, baby, I think I wanna marry you.
Artie , Brittany and New Directions:
Is it the look in your eyes,
Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares, baby?
I think I wanna marry you.
Sam:
Just say I do-oh-o-oh,
Finn:
Tell me right now baby,
Artie:
Tell me right now baby.
Sam:
Just say I do-oh-o-oh,
Artie:
Tell me right now baby,
Finn:
Tell me right now baby, baby, oh
Rachel, Finn and New Directions:
Cause it's a beautiful night,
We're looking for something dumb to do.
Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you.
Is it the look in your eyes,
Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares, baby?
I think I wanna marry you.