A keresés eredménye

The wine

There are three hundred steps to my bed
And I've had too many bottles of wine
Maybe I'll sit here and rest for a while
And then I'll be fine for my climb
 
There are three hundred steps to my bed
And I had too many bottles of wine
Maybe I'll sit down and rest for a while
And then I can climb the stairs
 
The wine, the wine
Don't blame the wine
Blame the man who sleeps in my bed
 
Tonight I will sleep on the beach
'Cause I've had too many bottles of rum
Maybe I'll sit here and rest for a while
And wait for the dawn of the sun
 
I'm going to sleep on the beach tonight
'Cause I drank too many bottles of rum
Maybe I'll sit down and rest for a while
And wait for the dawn
 
The rum, the rum
Don't blame the rum
Blame the man who sleeps in my bed
 
My whole life has been gay
'Cause I drank so many bottles of gin
Marriage and babies were not for me
But not a sinful life either
 
My whole life's been a torid affair
'Cause I've had too many bottles of gin
Marriage and babies were never for me
But neither is living in sin
 
The gin, the gin
Don't blame the gin
Blame the man who sleeps in my bed
Blame the man who sleeps in my bed