Blackberry Wine

She keeps her picture in a locket
A little black book in her pocket
Her name is Lucy, we call her Peppermint
She is the President
Isn't it evident?
We have a fine time
Drinking her fine wine
Looking our best until we fly fly fly
At the cabana in pink linen
I wanna try that peppermint shake

Ooh blackberry wine
And it tastes like summer
Ooh blackberry wine
Let it take you under

Fake palm trees sway on the rooftop
Come on up, it's a 10th floor walkup
She is the empress with the gold chalice
In a headdress, queen of the night
Red boots, look cute in a hula hoop
Shake of the hips, it goes round and round
You put your lips to her elixir
It's a trip, it's a good good time

Ooh blackberry wine
And it tastes like summer
Ooh blackberry wine
Let it take you under

Open your mind
To something beautiful
No space or time
Oh, I feel it slipping away

Come on over, I'll introduce you
She got a kick ass stereo and a whole wall of records

Ooh blackberry wine
And it tastes like summer
Ooh blackberry wine
Let it take you under
Ooh blackberry wine, uh huh



Credits
Writer(s): Louis Koster, Neal M Carlson, Phil Bianco
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