Champagne and Wine
Sittin' and thinking
Places I've roamed
Of all these girls, that I've known
All these chicks I met
You're the one that I can't forget
I've seen dancers in good and bad times
Don't regret honey, I sure ain't gonna let you down
Remember sidestreet
Where we used to meet
Making love, nobody but you and me
Champagne and wine
That's what you gonna get, mom
You know
Champagne and wine, honey, that's what you gonna see
It's just been a tiny little bit too long gone
It's gonna be honey, you know, knocking on your door
I'm a man now
Fully grown man
You got me eating from the tip of your hand
I don't mind you
Aslong as you feed me
Good old love and sympathy
Champagne and wine
That's what you gonna get honey
Well listen
Everyday, is gonne be like Sunday
Everynight, child, is gonna show stars from the sky
Champagne and wine
Thats what you gonne get most babe
Cocaine, champagne
Running round with a poor boy's brain
Too much of the good
Too much of the bright
Cause you ' ve got, too much protection
Never had to fight, cause you know
Some take a tip and some take a double shot
Some get overloaded and some have nought
Some needs comfort
Some try to catch the bees, you know
Some act like a holy . Chinese
Too much of the good, mom
Too much of the bright
Champagne, cocaine
Running round in poor boy's brain
I've seen dancers in good and bad times
Don't regret honey, I sure ain't gonna let you down
Remember sidestreet
Where we used to meet
Making love, nobody but you and me, oh yeah
Places I've roamed
Of all these girls, that I've known
All these chicks I met
You're the one that I can't forget
I've seen dancers in good and bad times
Don't regret honey, I sure ain't gonna let you down
Remember sidestreet
Where we used to meet
Making love, nobody but you and me
Champagne and wine
That's what you gonna get, mom
You know
Champagne and wine, honey, that's what you gonna see
It's just been a tiny little bit too long gone
It's gonna be honey, you know, knocking on your door
I'm a man now
Fully grown man
You got me eating from the tip of your hand
I don't mind you
Aslong as you feed me
Good old love and sympathy
Champagne and wine
That's what you gonna get honey
Well listen
Everyday, is gonne be like Sunday
Everynight, child, is gonna show stars from the sky
Champagne and wine
Thats what you gonne get most babe
Cocaine, champagne
Running round with a poor boy's brain
Too much of the good
Too much of the bright
Cause you ' ve got, too much protection
Never had to fight, cause you know
Some take a tip and some take a double shot
Some get overloaded and some have nought
Some needs comfort
Some try to catch the bees, you know
Some act like a holy . Chinese
Too much of the good, mom
Too much of the bright
Champagne, cocaine
Running round in poor boy's brain
I've seen dancers in good and bad times
Don't regret honey, I sure ain't gonna let you down
Remember sidestreet
Where we used to meet
Making love, nobody but you and me, oh yeah
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Writer(s): Otis Redding, Alan Walden, Roy Lee Jr. Johnson
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