Fine Wine

Wooo I tried to get over him sober But I didn't get very far So I'm gonna pour me some closure They say a glass a day is good for the heart So, Fine Wine I'm giving in to you tonight Fine wine I don't care if you're red or white Go rushing to my head, lay with me in bed Make me forget that he ain't mine Until I'm feeling Fine, wine Now if I get to the end of this bottle Then maybe I won't feel so crazy Either way, I'm drowning my sorrows And if this is gonna age me Then it might as well age me like a Fine Wine I'm giving in to you tonight Fine wine I don't care if you're red or white Go rushing to my head, lay with me in bed Make me forget that he ain't mine Until I'm feeling Fine, wine (Oooooh) (Play that fiddle, girl) (Wooo mmm yeah) Heartache's a "ooooh" Headaches suck too Getting over him Means getting more of you So, Fine Wine I'm giving in to you tonight Fine wine I don't care if you're red or white Go rushing to my head, lay with me in bed Make me forget that he ain't mine Until I'm feeling Fine, wine I'm giving in to you tonight Fine wine I don't care if you're red or white Go rushing to my head, lay with me in bed Make me forget that he ain't mine Until I'm feeling (What?) Fine, wine