Fruit Fermented
What an Idea
What a World
What a Taste
Liquid Youth
In a Stem Glass
Makes me feel like I can kick some ass
And maybe spank some skank into submission of serving me another glass topless with a towel thrown over her arm for a measure of class
Wine O’Clock
Is always Right
I’ll put up no fight
If you were to drink with me tonight
So round my hovel
And we’ll sing some tunes
About grapes turned to grappa
And shout “Long Live Big Poppa!”
So many flavors to savor
And the notes have the body of a Les Paul Special
Malbec be my Muse
And man, am I amused
Booze be a Lady Tonight
Booze be a Lady Tonight