
A full body
That only gets better with age
Just detectable scents
With hints of chocolate and sage
The top comes free
With a beautiful sound.
Take it into your mouth
And quickly swirl it around
Chorus:
She's a sweet white
For more than you can pay.
In that red dress
Drinking rose'
When it's time to go,
call her a Cabernet,
But you better know:
She intoxicates
She can make it a good day
When you're having your worst,
She goes down so dry
But still quenches your thirst
The ritual first taste
Is so well rehearsed
But the last sip you'll take
Is as good as the first
Chorus
Heard it through the grapevine
And now I'm climbing the wall, yeah
I started out running
now I can barely crawl, yeah
Spring or the summer,
Bottled in Winter or Fall, yeah
I just got to have her
Somebody call the sommelier
Chorus
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