Oh the two red lips and the warm red wine Broke this busted heart of mine I gotta roll on roll on down the line With the two red lips and a busted heart And the warm red wine
With a little Muscat I’m an old tomcat Always scratching for another rat A cat’s got nine lives and I’ve got one When that one’s gone then I’ll be done Sitting in a honky tonk thinking of you No where to go I got nothing to do
