Wine Lyrics

I would say I'm doing fine

But I'm still drinking all this wine

How bout a bottle? I'm a bigger guy

Studies say it ain't too bad

If you just have your daily glass, but

How bout a bottle? I'm a bigger guy

I stopped smoking weeks ago

For a job, I fill the hole

With whatever is laying round

Joke's on me I tend to keep

Things I like within arms reach

Oh yes, I keep nice things around

I'm still going

But one thing leaves

And that just leads to another

The blood lines showin

But all in all, I'd say I'm doing fine

I'm just drinking all this wine

How bout a bottle? I'm a bigger guy

Wine is for the educated

I just drink it till sedated

At least I'm blottoed with some class

My tongue is purple, teeth are stained

Shit is black and it's the same

But this Kirkland Cab is kicking ass

I'm still going

But one thing leaves

And that just leads to another

The blood lines flowin

But in the end, I'd say I'm doing fine

I'm just drinking all this wine

How bout a bottle? I'm a bigger guy

How bout a bottle? I'm a bigger guy

Yes, how bout a bottle? I'm a bigger guy