Louis Armstrong on the radio
White wine buzz and away we go
Starry night out my window
Looks like Van Gogh painted it himself
In the morning, I'll be gone
So, if you're wondering why I'm holding on
A little tighter than I usually do
It's 'cause I don't like the world without you

And I'll take a jet plane, I'll drink the champagne
Oh, honey, it won't hit the same without you
New York or LA, it's all the same place
It don't matter where tomorrow takes me to
I don't like the world without you

I hate the pillows on the hotel bed
I'd rather wakе up on your chest
Open up the curtains and takе in the view
I don't like the world without you

And I'll take a jet plane, I'll drink the champagne
But oh honey, it won't hit the same without you
New York or LA, it's all the same place
It don't matter where tomorrow takes me to
I don't like the world without you, oh-oh-ooh

Damn, I hate that I'll be leaving soon
I'm wide awake under a fading moon
And I hold you tighter than I usually do
It's 'cause I don't like the world without
Oh, I don't like the world without you