It Must Have Been the Wine I drank so much wine last night My tonsils were starting to float; I think somebody musta held my nose And poured it down my throat. Or maybe it's the lack of sleep That makes me feel like I'm dyin' Or maybe it was the greasy pizza, But I think it was the wine. I've always been a pacifist I've been known to run from a fight. I never hit anybody with a 2 x 4 Until last night. Maybe my ascendant wasn't properly In my right sign; Or maybe there was a full moon But I think it was the wine. I've always been careful Where I bedded down. Last night I thought I scored an angel And I woke up with a circus clown. It might have been love sweet love That made me so blind Or it might have been plain old lust But I think it was the wine. My Daddy said a couple of beers are OK But that wine is just no good. It'll make you do things you shouldn't And forget the things you should. Last night I lost my coat, my car, my keys And I didn't make it home on time. My baby thinks it's another woman But I think it was the wine. from singing of John Paul Drum RG
Thanks to Mudcat for the Digital Tradition!