I told myself I wouldn't drink no more,
A bad hangover's something I can't stand,
But here I am with a jug in my hand.
Whoo - whoo, trouble, trouble,
Worries on my mind,
Goin' down to the cellar,
Get some of that mellow wine.
I seem to ruin everything I touch,
People say it's cause I drink too much,
I tried to kick it but it ain't no use,
Guess I'm a slave to that mellow juice.
Whoo - whoo, trouble, trouble,
Worries on my mind,
Goin' down to the cellar,
Get some of that mellow wine, yea.
{Dave - Solo}
My brain is cloudy and my eyes are sore,
I told myself I wouldn't drink no more,
A bad hangover's something I can't stand,
But here I am with a jug in my hand.
Whoo - whoo, trouble, trouble,
Worries on my mind,
Goin' down to the cellar,
Get some of that mellow wine.
Oh take it way
{Rod - Solo}
My brain is cloudy and my eyes are sore, I told myself I wouldn't drink no more, A bad hangover's something I can't stand, But here I am with a jug in my hand. Whoo - whoo, trouble, trouble, Worries on my mind, Goin' down to the cellar, Get some of that mellow wine. I seem to ruin everything I touch, People say it's cause I drink too much, I tried to kick it but it ain't no use, Guess I'm a slave to that mellow juice. Whoo - whoo, trouble, trouble, Worries on my mind, Goin' down to the cellar, Get some of that mellow wine, yea. {Dave - Solo} My brain is cloudy and my eyes are sore, I told myself I wouldn't drink no more, A bad hangover's something I can't stand, But here I am with a jug in my hand. Whoo - whoo, trouble, trouble, Worries on my mind, Goin' down to the cellar, Get some of that mellow wine. Oh take it way {Rod - Solo} Explain Request ×
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