Wine, Wine, Wine

(albüm: Sleazy Roadside Stories - 1988)

Today was the last day you played me for a fool
I stopped in here like I always do before I lose my cool
I need to make my mind relax 'cause I think I've had enough
Come on wine, wine, wine, do your stuff

Come on wine take me for a ride
Send my thoughts flying high, let my brain unwind
She let me down too many times, I think I've had enough
Come on wine, wine, wine, do your stuff

Now the color of this warm red wine is the color of her hair
As I stare into my glass I see her face in there
One more bottle if you please, the goin's getting rough
Come on wine, wine, wine, do your stuff

Come on wine take me for a ride
Send my thoughts flying high, let my brain unwind
She let me down too many times I think I've had enough
Come on wine, wine, wine, do your stuff
Come on wine, wine, wine, do your stuff