My baby loves her wine It makes her feel right
Red or white it doesn’t matter because it’s All Right
She woke this morning and didn’t feel right
Head pounding, vision blurred, it was a good night
I love my baby but she can’t see
Past her wine consumption it’s a bad scene
Twelve o’clock in the morning and she ready to go
Pop the cork, tilt the bottle and let the wine flow
My baby loves her wine it makes her feel right
Red or white wine doesn’t matter because it’s All Right
I won’t judge her I can’t judge her When it goes to her head
I can’t judge her, I won’t judge her I’ll just put her to bed
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