Текст песни The Brains - Sweeter Than Wine

Your blood tastes sweeter than wine.
Your lips get sweeter each time.

When I look into those baby-blue eyes,
I wonder if she's naughty or nice.
When she gets closer and closer,
I get this hunger, and I'm glad that I chose her.

Take my time and savor the taste,
Won't let anything go to waste.

Your blood tastes sweeter than wine.
Your lips get sweeter each time.

When I look at her little, black dress,
Why say, "No"? It's so good to say, "Yes."
I like the way, the way that she dances.
Get this started, and skip the romances.

Take you down, you know what I mean.
Make you moaning, make you scream.

Your blood tastes sweeter than wine.
Your lips get sweeter each time.

Your blood tastes sweeter than wine.
Your lips get sweeter each time.
Your blood tastes sweeter than wine.
Your lips get sweeter each time.