Lyrics:
Papagayo frog
What are you doing today?
You better go your way
Ain't no time to lay
You're always drinking red rose wine
And taking my time
smoking behind him
And his rapier brandished high!
Blood-red were the spurs in the golden noon
Wine-red was his velvet coat
When they shot him down in
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Nothin' can save ya
I mean crabbin', played out by backstabbin'; I feel like tyin'
tonight
Empty bottle of wine
And I got you by my side
Here’s my hand
Just hold it babe
Where are we going
Cause the sky it burning red
The world keeps
feels just like she wants to be
Something more than your devotee
She's a Californian red wine girl
She feels just like she wants to be
Something more
I knew a guy lived in my house
He knew the times were passing by
Looked out the window, feeling sorrow
Many years went by without a proper goodbye
Dirty Martini, she’ll never leave me,
All she want is Fiji water and Prada bikinis,
All I want is red wine, with my bucatini,
All I wanted was some
close and I've come so far
A glass of red wine sits from the women at the end of the bar
I love to talk to you - but I don't have the time
She looks
still don’t feel right
I’ll do what’s wrong by the end of the night
Red wine and smoke drives me insane
History shows I’ll go up in flames
Say what you
Arriving right on time.
Vending machines were serving glasses of white wine by the dime.
Street lights got a burst of
Electricity.
Sparks danced across
the best, she put roses in her hair
Then she served red wine and held my hand
She's the best, she had chocolates on her bed
Then she said, you'll be mine,
My Own Truth
Written by: Jenn Lynn Jody
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G
c glass of red wine an' tears
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cll those times you hurt me
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c glass of red wine an' tears
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wine taste like cherry
Turn your cheeks red and your head get heavy
Your legs get merry, very
Call me me when you want another round in your bed with
[Verse 1: Trina]
Icy blue rocks on my arm I shop at Malone for Louie Vinton
The diamond diva miss Cinderella, Versace gown by Donna Tella
Sip on that red, red wine, five to nine
It's you all night with your
High heels on and diamonds around your neck
You worry about being ready by
to rhyme,
Blow all my cash on cheap women and wine
'Cause money, money, money ain't shit to me,
But I gotta make a lot just to be free
[Chorus]
I'm
Cleo williams lived down the dirt road.
Made homemade wine like nobody I know
i dropped by one friday night, and said, can you help me cleo
I got
colors will fade
But our love will grow
And you're by my side
That's all I need to know
Green in the trees and the sunshine
Red flowers and a white wine
it don't sell white wine
Gon' let that light shine
Ballin' for a life time
Smoking on a nice pine
Weezy baby flight flyin'
You can call him your
nothing much happens around
Don't mind about the wasted time
Consumption of some red wine
On my oasis of serenity
Amidst the chaos outside
Together will be
love
We'll run the streets till tomorrow comes
Tattoos and cigarettes
Red wine stains on her favorite dress
Take me back to that one night
The city
To my sweet trampoline
And acres of crash site love
Presidential delays
Suppose I'm just lucky
I'm having a shindig
Me, Red Bob and The Ivory Host
gifted to me, when you said
I love you so
I want you to know
That I'm, a hoarder
I drank you like evil red wine
At first benign
Now I've built you a shrine
about a visit
September came and she went with it
But she still crosses my mind
When I stop for gas by the railroad sign
I read the label on a cheap red
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