Ryan Goslin: The sun is nearly gone No lights are turning on A silver shine that stretches to the sea We've stumbled on a view That's tailor-made for two What a shame those two are you and me Some other girl and guy Would love this swirling sky But there's only you and I And we've got no shot This could never be You're not the type for me Emma Stone: Really? Ryan Goslin: And there's not a spark in sight What a waste of a lovely night Emma Stone: You say there's nothing here? Well, let's make something clear I think I'll be the one to make that call Ryan Goslin: But you'll call? Emma Stone: And though you looked so cute In your polyester suit Ryan Goslin: It's wool Emma Stone: You're right, I'd never fall for you at all And maybe this appeals To someone not in heels Or to any girl who feels There's some chance for romance But, I'm frankly feeling nothing Ryan Goslin: Is that so? Emma Stone: Or it could be less than nothing Ryan Goslin: Good to know So you agree? Emma Stone: That's right What a waste of a lovely night