Canadian Tuxedo

Girl, jean on jean At the Rivoli on Queen We locked eyes, a coupla kids Singing all the words to Mass Romantic I said, "I'm no Wayne Gretzky, honey But I know my shot when I see it coming" She said, "you probably think you're so funny" I said, "that's nothing, you should see me dancin" She said "do I look alright in a Canadian tuxedo tonight?" Yeah honey, you look just like a young Nelly Furtado in my eyes Doot doo doo doo Cut to now, all this time Still can't dance to save my life Three years later, I'm surprised She is still the Lucy to my Ricky I said, "I'm no Chris Hadfield, honey But I'm seein stars when you orbit around me" She said, "you probably think you're real funny — Wait a little while, you'll be outta style" With that Joni Mitchell smile She said "do I look alright in a Canadian tuxedo tonight?" Yeah honey, you look just like a young Yvonne De Carlo in my eyes Nuthin better than denim on denim Take me to your stone wash heaven Yeah honey, you're driving me wild in that Canadian tuxedo tonight Denim on denim What could be better than denim on denim on denim? Denim on denim What could be better than denim on denim on denim? So I said, "do I look alright in a Canadian Tuxedo tonight?" "Yeah honey, you look just like a younger Mac Demarco in my eyes Nuthin better than denim on denim Take me to your stonewash heaven Yeah babe, you're driving me wild in that Canadian tuxedo In that Canadian tuxedo In that Canadian tuxedo tonight" Yeah Yeah Tuxedo!