Wine in his spine is what good times are for
A sign in her eye that good time is over
She spelt the one nothing last he's sober
She boo-hoo'd to the sun to spare the moment
Laughter is a cry sunk into water
Put on a smile to wrap it around his face
Wrap around his faith
Wine and good times takes up all his time
He never really seems to know why she cries
He'll take a knee
Knee deep in her wine
He boo-hoo'd just for fun
Just for fun sake
Tunneled all his love for some fruit cake
He's taking what is mine
Taking all the wine
Wine and good times