Don't Cry In My Wine

Don't cry in my wine

Don't cry in my beer

You think you're better off with me you better dry those tears

If you cry in my whiskey better be tears of everclear

'Cause you water me down, with that stupid frown

Don't cry in my wine

If I take a shot of you

I'd have to chase it with ninety proof

I need a little bit of something to take the edge off

It ain't you

Don't have to atone for drinking alone

And I can pay for it too

My pink champagne has got more game

Than your tired pickup lines and your puppy dog eyes

I'll take a Sazerac with an absinthe rinse

Yeah I think I'd prefer that over abs on a prince

If I take a shot of you

I'd have to chase it with ninety proof

Your that virgin mojito I just don't need oh

I'll take mine with with rum

Two is a crowd in this party for one

I like my old fashioned perfectly rationed

No cherry on top

You can stop asking me to go dancing

And don't cry in my scotch

WOOOOO

If I take a shot of you

I'd have to chase it with ninety proof

You call me bitter I call it better

And I ain't got the time

Don't cry in my beer

Don't cry in my whiskey

Don't wine in my everclear

You'd be delighted if you were invited

To this party of mine

But I'm not taking reservations so

Don't don't don't cry in my

Don't don't cry in my wine