| I’ve got an eight dollar bottle of wine,
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| Picked it up on sale in the checkout line,
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| It looked pretty good to me,
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| Made some where in California,
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| For that price honey how bad could it be?
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| I’ve just got one glass but we can share,
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| The first drink is yours honey I don’t care,
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| Leave the corkscrew in the drawer,
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| It’s all in the wrist,
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| Give that top a twist,
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| And she’s ready to pour.
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| Let’s drink and be merry,
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| I’ll laugh at you, you laugh at me,
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| Don’t take it all so seriously,
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| It’s only as bad as you think,
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| 'Cause you’ll like it more the more you drink.
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| Oh, it' a complicated thing,
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| Makes the preacher yell and the choir sing,
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| But you’ll learn to love the bittersweet,
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| Breathing out and breathing in,
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| Drinking slow oh satisfactions guaranteed.
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| It’s an eight dollar bottle of wine,
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| Just a sip and I’m twice as fine,
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| Drunk in the wonder of it all,
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| The watchful eye over the vine,
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| The gentle hand of the fruit before the fall.
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| Let’s drink and be merry,
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| I’ll laugh at you, you laugh at me,
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| Don’t take it all so seriously, |
| It’s only as bad as you think,
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| 'Cause you’ll like it more the more you drink.
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| I’m on a low budget.
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| Let’s drink and be merry,
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| I’ll laugh at you, you laugh at me,
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| Don’t take it all so seriously,
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| It’s only as bad as you think,
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| 'Cause you’ll like it more the more you drink. |