Ow!
Hey, yeah!
I used to think maybe soft-drinks, sodas, but now no more.
And I just can’t wait till my next trip to the liquor store.
Now every time I go to the fridge I don’t have a frown,
‘Cause I just can’t wait till my fun booze mates come back around.
Now I’m rocking on fun wine, whoa!
I’m talking ‘bout fun wine, whoa!
I stock up on fun wine, whoa!
And—hic!—it feels good!
Hey, alright now!
And—hic!—it feels good!
Hey, yeah!
I used to think maybe some cheap beer—some dull and light brew.
And I don’t want to spend my money on stuff I’d just rue.
Now, I don’t want something with a bleak end,
Not nasty, I pray—no, no, no!
I said, “Give me something that’s not whack to keep me buzzed all day.”
Oh, yeah now!
I’m rocking on fun wine, whoa!
I’m talking ‘bout fun wine, whoa!
I stock up on fun wine, whoa!
And—hic!—it feels good!
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