Bread & Butter

Cabernet's your bread & butter But whiskey strong as a number two Crimson red's your favorite color You're lucky I like it too It me makes me into you Rock and Roll, your dad's a drummer And you like songs when they're out of tune Sixty-nine's your favorite number You're lucky I like it too It me makes me into you We're not the best at being simple We like to do things our way Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Momma married to a Governor Politics, it ain't nothing new You like to dream, you like to wonder You're lucky I like it too It me makes me into you We're not the best at being simple We like to do things our way Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh