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Queen 2008- Sam Poche
A law was made a distant moon ago here
Summer whites can never be served hot
And there's no legal limit to the juice here
In Wine-a-lot!
In winter we sip all the way thru New Years
and only Lent can slow us to a trot
our festivals can linger till September
in Wine-a-lot!
Wine-a-lot! Wine-a-lot!
It seems we only live to drink
Wine-a-lot! Wine-a-lot!
and teeter madly on the brink
The reds may never pour till after sundown
By eight AM our Champaign is on ice
In New Orleans your no dork
If you can pull a cork
And swill until the bottle’s clear - coz
WE DRINK WINE ALOT
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