Ran across a street
And we beat the tram
It's raining
And it's twilight
Street lights blind us
As we make our way
Down a disused arcade
We go laughing
Check the back door
To our favourite haunt
Where the waiters
They don't know us
Tonight I order a frosty
And as the drinks arrive
You turn to me
And say
A toast to our good fortune
A toast to our happiness
Picture of naked women
Line the walls
But we barely notice
A salmon or the steak
And don't forget the bread
Oh please don't forget the bread
The flames reflect off the whiskey bottle
And as the feeling rises
I could have seen the set of a film or a TV show
And here's the soundtrack
A toast to our good fortune
A toast to our happiness
One, two, three
A toast to our good fortune
A toast to our happiness
I said a toast to our good fortune
A toast to our happiness