Songtext von Wine, Women an' Song

I ain't an educated man As all you Fleet Street preachers know It's just the simple things in life Get my motor running, ready to go If I can make you smile I will raise my glass An' if you don't like it Then, baby, you can kiss my ass! Yes, indeed You can tell me it's wrong But, I love wine, women an' song Me an' the boys are gonna tell you 'bout it right now Now listen Give me a good time woman An' a love potion bottle of booze 'Cos I got a juke box heart Full of honky tonk rhythm an' blues You better lock up your daughter, your sister too If get in my way, I'm gonna rock an' roll over you Ain't nothing you can do You can tell it's wrong But I love wine, women an' song Wine, women an' song, talking 'bout Wine, women an' song Wine, women an' song Wine, women an' song You get what you can But, don't take too long Wine, women an' song Give me a rock an' roll band With a mean an' dirty blues guitar Take me to a dance hall palace With a twenty four hour bar Then you better lock up your daughter, your sister too If you get in my way, I'm gonna rock an' roll over you Ain't nothing you can do You can tell me it's wrong But I love wine, women an' song Wine, women an' song, talking 'bout Wine, women an' song Wine, women an' song Wine, women an' song You get what you can But, don't take too long Wine, women an' song Wine, women an' song Wine, women an' song Wine, women an' song You get what you can But, don't take too long Wine, women an' song Wine, women an' song