Pay Me In Wine Songtext

Rita Wilson

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Pay Me In Wine Songtext
I didn’t come here to danceI came here to drink
You came here to talk
So I’ll be your shrink
I need another
And you need my time
How 'bout you pay me in wine

I got plenty of diamonds
I got a big house tooI don't need a savior
But it looks like you do
I don't have a degree in psychology
But I'll be here all night
You can just pay me in wine

Tell me all your trouble
Don’t worry ‘bout mine
Pour yourself a double
And confess all your crimes

Go on be lonely, go on be blue
It helps me forget when I listen to you
I prefer Cabernet, send that bottle my way, any red is just fine
Baby you can pay me wine

Tell me all your trouble
Don’t worry ‘bout mine
Pour yourself a double
And confess all your crimes
Sell your secrets to a stranger
And then leave them behind
But you better pay me in wine
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