New Year's Eve 1999

Baby, let's make a date for a night on the town

How does the turn of the century sound

I guarantee that we'll have a good time

New Year's Eve 1999

Now I know it sounds a bit premature

But I'm askin' you now 'cause I want to be sure

Do you have anything else in mind

New Year's Eve 1999

We'll drink pink champagne from a plastic cup

Dance all night 'til the sun comes up

We'll say it's been a pretty good century

Except for that weekend in '93

Then we'll go home to our warn winter bed

And tuck in the kids with a kiss on the head

And sing one more chorus of Auld Lang Syne

New Year's Eve 1999

I'll be your sweetheart if you'll be mine

New Year's Eve 1999,

New Year's Eve 1999...