Warm Red Wine

Warm, red wine
Goes to my head
Makes me forget that I
still need a friend…

I am not refrigerating red wine any more
I am not refrigerating red wine any more
I am not refrigerating red wine any more
I drink it at room temperature.

Glory, glory what a hell of a way to go
Glory, glory what a hell of a way to go
Glory, glory what a hell of a way to go
Drunk on warm red wine.

I fortify my red wine with some fortified red wine
I fortify my red wine with some fortified red wine
I fortify my red wine with some fortified red wine
Any port in a storm is what I say

Glory, glory what a hell of a way to go
Glory, glory what a hell of a way to go
Glory, glory what a hell of a way to go
Drunk on red wine fortified with fortified red wine

They have to call it Tawny, Port is appellation controlled.
They have to call it Tawny, Port is appellation controlled.
They have to call it Tawny, Port is appellation controlled.
But it mulls up just the same

Glory, glory what a hell of a way to go
Glory, glory what a hell of a way to go
Glory, glory what a hell of a way to go
Drunk on red wine fortified with fortified red wine

Tawny in the red wine warmed up in the microwave
Tawny in the red wine warmed up in the microwave
Tawny in the red wine warmed up in the microwave

It’s a short cut to inebriation mate.
Glory, glory what a hell of a way to go
Glory, glory what a hell of a way to go
Glory, glory what a hell of a way to go
Drunk on tawny red wine heated in the microwave

Mulled wine sends you off to sleep in a few seconds flat
Mulled wine sends you off to sleep in a few seconds flat
Mulled wine sends you off…

To sleep…