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lady of the bottle
slippers of shiraz
a lady of class doing your very best not to show everyone your ass
merlot moccasins
rush into the bathroom so you can gawk over him
cabernet camisole
climb in bed with a strange man who defiles your soul
tawny port
too drunk to come up with a retort, legs spread
your skirt was too short
monastrell
are you mad at me? I'm too drunk to tell
tavel
supposed to be our together time but we're drinking it all to hell
vermentino
where did our night go
garnacha rosado
where did you go
spicy granache
you've been separated from me
pinot noir
lost at the bar
montrachet
now you're hooking up with her for a bet
hennesy
did somebody forget jealousy
brandy
hello randy andy your damsel's looking dandy as long as you've got your hand on me your eyes will shine with that special gleam
gin
it looks like your turning in
whiskey
as you two get frisky I resist the urge to hit the thief
vodka
you try to figure out why i'm leaving but you can't can ya?
mescal
for the animals
me and the boys don't want control
bourbon
another couple distilled to ruins
absinthe
seeya bitch
spumante
possibly the first drink you shared with me
bacardi
the first time you felt all of me
grain alcohol
the reason we no longer speak
a lady of class doing your very best not to show everyone your ass
merlot moccasins
rush into the bathroom so you can gawk over him
cabernet camisole
climb in bed with a strange man who defiles your soul
tawny port
too drunk to come up with a retort, legs spread
your skirt was too short
monastrell
are you mad at me? I'm too drunk to tell
tavel
supposed to be our together time but we're drinking it all to hell
vermentino
where did our night go
garnacha rosado
where did you go
spicy granache
you've been separated from me
pinot noir
lost at the bar
montrachet
now you're hooking up with her for a bet
hennesy
did somebody forget jealousy
brandy
hello randy andy your damsel's looking dandy as long as you've got your hand on me your eyes will shine with that special gleam
gin
it looks like your turning in
whiskey
as you two get frisky I resist the urge to hit the thief
vodka
you try to figure out why i'm leaving but you can't can ya?
mescal
for the animals
me and the boys don't want control
bourbon
another couple distilled to ruins
absinthe
seeya bitch
spumante
possibly the first drink you shared with me
bacardi
the first time you felt all of me
grain alcohol
the reason we no longer speak
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