Got too many options, don't know which to wear
Got a closet full of choices and an empty chair
Called you up to help me pick, you didn't even care
Said "wear the one that makes you laugh," and baby, I swear—

These are champagne problems, mmm, I know, I know
Too much shine to carry, nowhere left to go
But bring you along for the ride, we'll figure it out
That's the only problem I don't mind livin' about

Reservations, invitations, calendar's a mess
Everybody wants a piece, I'm running out of "yes"
But you don't ask for nothing, never make it feel like work
Funny how the simplest thing's the one that finds my worth

Pour it out, pour it out
This the only kind of doubt I let myself talk about

These are champagne problems, mmm, I know, I know
Too much shine to carry, nowhere left to go
But bring you along for the ride, we'll figure it out
That's the only problem I don't mind livin' about

Funny thing about the good life —
it gets loud everywhere except the one seat next to you.
That's the quiet I keep chasing.

Mmm, champagne problems
(That's the one I'll keep)