box o’ wine
a box in my hand and my balls in my fist drinking red wine 'til i get pissed falling down drunk is so divine nothing quite like that box o' wine [dum de dum de dum de dum] box o'! box o'! [dum de dum de dum de dum] box o' wine! [dum de dum de dum de dum] box o'! box o'! [dum de dum de dum de dum] box o' wine! drink it down red or drink it down white box o' wine is my date tonight she never says no and she never gets tired lyrics like these she often inspired [dum de dum de dum de dum] box o'! box o'! [dum de dum de dum de dum] box o' wine! [dum de dum de dum de dum] box o'! box o'! [dum de dum de dum de dum] box o' wine! you think it's all gone but there's still more pull the bladder out and fall on the floor squeeze it real tight and suck it dry when it's all gone you start to cry [dum de dum de dum de dum] box o'! box o'! [dum de dum de dum de dum] box o' wine! [dum de dum de dum de dum] box o'! box o'! [dum de dum de dum de dum] box o' wine! it's 3 a.m. and i'm drinkin' what pours could get out the liquor, but shit, what for? i gotta box o' wine, and a-lots o' time and i got a lot of verses that sorta rhyme then i stagger on home, smelling like a skunk and the officer stops me, asks what i drunk i sez "a box o' wine, and fuck you too!" so now i pick up garbage with the county crew i got a box full of wine and a head full of you and i don't know what the fuck i'm supposed to do 'cept stagger through the corridors, puke in the alley i don't need a lover when i can dally with-