Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gimme That Wine, artist - Big Bad Voodoo Daddy. Date of issue: 30.08.2012
Record label: Concord, Savoy
Song language: English
Gimme That Wine |
| My wife got tired a' me runnin 'round, so she tried to keep me home |
| Well, she broke my nose and hid my clothes, but I continued to roam |
| Then she finally hit my weak spot — threatened to throw my bottle out |
| Well, from the basement to the rooftop, everybody could hear me shout… |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| 'Cause I can’t cut loose without my juice |
| (I don’t get much looser than that) |
| Well, one day while crossin the avenue, a big car knocked me down |
| While I was stretched out tyin' up traffic and crowds came from blocks around |
| Now the police were searchin my pockets, before they sent me to the funeral |
| parlor |
| But when one o' those cops took my bottle |
| I jumped straight up and commenced to hollar |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| 'Cause I can’t get well without Muskatel |
| (I don’t even know what Muskatel is, all I know is that it makes me feel better! |
| Well, now, one real dark and dreary night as I was staggerin' home to bed |
| Well, a bandit jumped from the shadows and put a blackjack 'side my head |
| That cat took my watch, my ring, my money, and I didn’t even make a sound |
| But when he reached 'n got my bottle, you could hear me for blocks around |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| Beat my head outta shape, but leave my grape |
| (You know how I feel about grapes) |
| Well one day my house caught fire while I was layin' down sleepin' off a nap |
| An' when I woke up everything was burnin' with a pop an' a crackle an' a snap |
| Now the fireman chopped up my TV set and tore my apartment apart |
| But when he raised his axe to my bottle, I screamed with all my heart: |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| So I can drink one toast before I roast |
| (Woo it’s gettin' hot in here now, baby) |
| You can take all those Hollywood glamor girls like Lana Turner, Rita Hayworth |
| Bridget Bardot, n' Lucille Ball, and all them chicks 'n line 'em upside the wall |
| Put a gigantic jug beside 'em, n' tell me to take my choice |
| Well, there’d be no doubt which one I chose, the minute I raised my voice |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| Gimme that wine (Unhand that bottle) |
| Those girls look fine, but I love my wine |
| Now some folks like money, some like to dance and dine |
| But gimme that |
| Gimme that |
| Gimme that… wine! |
| Unhand that bottle, Jack! |