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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Renée Zellweger
Renée Zellweger
Performer
Ewan McGregor
Ewan McGregor
Performer
Chris Douridas
Chris Douridas
Performer
Geoff Bywater
Geoff Bywater
Performer
Julia Michels
Julia Michels
Performer
Laura Z. Wasserman
Laura Z. Wasserman
Performer
Robert Kraft
Robert Kraft
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marc Shaiman
Marc Shaiman
Composer
Scott Wittman
Scott Wittman
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marc Shaiman
Marc Shaiman
Producer

Lyrics

Barbra I'd like to propose a toast to the topic i dig the most. Catch let me dust off my loving cup. Hey bartender! Fill 'er up! Look how the neon stars to flicker. Love's like a shot but works much quicker. And you're a man who can hold his liquor. Cheers, here's to love! I'm an old fashioned and you're the cherry. I've got a thirst that's legendary. That's why I fired your secretary. Cheers, here's to love! Life's a martini And you're the shaker And baby I sure packed a punch! Hey! Ya' Make Dean Martin look like a quaker. Now it's only you for dinner Breakfast? And lunch! I hear the march that's calling for us We'll walk down the aisle to an angel's I'll be your Rock if you'll be my Doris Sweet heavens above! Why is the waiter smiling at us? He knows what we're thinkin' of! oh, can't be cheers! Cheers! Baby here's to love! You've got the lips to wet my whistle If that doesn't catch ya', maybe this'll Cupid just launched a guided missile Cheers here's to love! Your eyes are so intoxicating Bottoms up babe. Let's get to mating. I bet it bears reiterating! Cheers here's to love! Though it aint new years pop the champaigne, and let's take a spin on the floor! Your moves are good! I'm feelin' no pain! So let's pay the check and slip out the back door! We took Manhattan without the bitters! We're stayin' put last call for quitters! Soon it will be just babysitters! 'Cause this hawk's now a dove! Baby the cab is blowin' its horn! But I can't find my hat and my gloves! Oh, can't be! Cheers! Cheers! Baby here's to love! Catcher: Here's mud in your eye Barbra: Here's lookin' at you kid Catcher: Here is to put hairs on your chest... ...Not that I would want that. Here's to love.
Writer(s): Marc Shaiman, Scott Wittman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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