Lyrics:
on tour
Yeah us damn kids we're at it again
Playing hard rock past 10pm
It's usually quiet by 7, but we're cranked up to 11
The neighbor knocks
My little sister had a glass of wine,
No doubt a glass of wine too many.
"I bet he's out right now with his Nazi whore,
That's right, I said it,
My little sister had a glass of wine,
No doubt a glass of wine too many.
"I bet he's out right now with his Nazi whore,
That's right, I said it,
whiskey in a wine glass
I used to see those angel wings
Now they're starting to shed
That halo above her head
Is only hangin' on by a thread
She's
what to say
Wine and whiskey followed by
Water and coffee followed by
Wine and whiskey followed by
Water and coffee followed by
Wine and whiskey wine
a whiskey, whoa
Would've left this world behind
Just to wake up by your side
Every mornin' I
Would've sold my soul for a little more time mmm
Would've
mi amor
I've never had a problem
That couldn't be solved by wine
Gin and beer and whiskey are
Thе oldest friends of mine
Glassеs sometimes shatter
chouette!
I kick nonsense in French, tasty like Crepe Suzette
I bet you're feeling famished for a 311 sandwich Not the whack DJ's that I'm a damage
I like
go by
You'll be the sweet
When I'm feeling dry
And all through this life
I only want whiskey and wine
Take both our best parts and blend it
'Til all
how I do that
By the thug way, package and transportin' the drug way
Only means of makin' a livin', the Crip and Blood way
I'm on grates when i'm
long
So lay down your guns,
It’s all a waste of time,
Sit at the bar and drink whiskey and wine
Whiskey and Wine x3
The young boy hung is head,
What
break.
I get home long after sundown.
Throw my bra and pants on the ground.
First I drink wine
Listen to Wynonna,
Now I need whiskey
I heard “Crazy” by
chouette!
I kick nonsense in French, tasty like Crepe Suzette
I bet you're feeling famished for a 311 sandwich Not the whack DJ's that I'm a damage
I like
proof
As long as I got you
You're my wine and whiskey
I love the way it hits me
You can wash away any kind of pain
You're my remedy
Oh the way you kiss me
Poor ol’ Jimmy Biscuit
Was baptized by a pixie
Who drank a lotta whiskey
In the pub where he way born
Poor ol’ Jimmy Biscuit
Way married
in the country, there you can see
All the girls all dance in-line
They got an old-time fiddle, and the beer is cold
And the whiskeys cheaper than wine
What happened last night?
Think I went to the bar
Got some whiskey and some wine
A little tipsy at the bar
When I went to the club
Champagne
in love on whiskey, fell apart on wine
I got the shakes and a heartache brought on by alcohol
I never saw her sober if she was ever real at all
My
whiskey and wine and a scotch on the rocks
Ale, mead, honey wine, sozzled down to our socks!
It was drink after drink, whose idea was shots?
Ouzo and vodka,
I like beer (I like beer)
And I like wine (I like wine)
But if I have the choice
I'll raise my voice
And ask for whiskey every time
I'm out tonight
Yeah, alright
Cause I'm here
Been waiting all night
To get you right by side
You might smell like whiskey
But you're wasted like wine
Wasted like wine
Bottle in my hand, the whiskey up high
Two hands to Heaven, wild horses run wild, oh
God only knows why, though
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Long truck bed, hop in it, fire engine red like a lipstick
Out here we can let it go, yeah
Just me and my good friends, jug of wine lil' sip
Out
recover
She turned him to stone
[Chorus]
She drank Canadian whiskey
Pure blended whiskey
She drank it like wine
Her eyes were the color of Canadian
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