I'm put together beautifully
Big wet bottle in my hand
Big wet rose in my teeth
Like every Californian
So tall I take over the street
With high beams shining up my back
Wingspan unbelievable
I'm a festival
I'm a parade
And all the wine is all for me
And all the wine is all for me
And all the wine is all for me
I'm so sorry but the motorcade will have to go around me this time
'Cause God is on my side
And I'm the child bride
And all the wine is all for me
And all the wine is all for me
And all the wine is all for me
Monday, October 12, 2009
The National - All the Wine
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