Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You don't have to take her
To Paris or Peru
(Uh, Ted, what are you doing?)
You just have to make her understand
(Ted, people are looking at us)
What she means to you
(Oh God, really? You're really gonna do this right now)
[Verse 2]
On your superdate
Troubles of the world will simply have to wait
For wonders and amazements served up
On a silver plate
Hurry up now, don't be late
'Cause hand in hand you'll find a land
[Verse 3]
Where paradise awaits
(And then boom)
(Fireworks over the Manhattan skyline)
(You kiss her)
And that's your superdate
[Verse 4]
(That sounds gooey and romantic)
Yeah
[Verse 5]
(Strip club?)
Strip club, um hmm hmm
Written by: Carter Bays, Craig Thomas, Matt Kuhn
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