Sunday morning and cold rain is pouring down
That's OK; I got sunshine next to me, yeah
We're out of coffee; all we got is cereal
That's alright, cause I'm sharing it with you
We jump in my '96 Corolla, roll the streets of Beverly Hills
Windows down, your hair just blowing free, yeah
We ain't got no money, baby
I don't mind; we feel like billionaires
All I need is right here next to me, yeah
You make every day feel like another day in paradise
It's true; beautiful in every way, yeah
And I don't care what we do; everything feels good with you
It's true; you make an ordinary day
Extraordinary
Extraordinary
That's what you are to me
That's what you are to me
Extraordinary
Extraordinary
That's what you are to me
That's what you are to me
Extraordinary, yeah
We go to the park and walk and talk about nothing
It's alright, cause it's all said anyway, yeah
Let's go home, we'll watch TV; make love, fall asleep
And tomorrow, we'll do it all again
You make every day feel like another day in paradise
It's true; beautiful in every way, yeah
And I don't care what we do; everything feels good with you
It's true; you make an ordinary day
Extraordinary
Extraordinary
That's what you are to me
That's what you are to me
Extraordinary
Extraordinary
That's what you are to me
That's what you are to me
Extraordinary
Extraordinary
That's what you are to me
That's what you are to me
Extraordinary, yeah
Extraordinary
