Fine As Wine

Lyrics
[Verse 1] She loves her rodeo man turns him every way but loose Washes out all his Levi's and shines his cowboy boots Watches him each Saturday biting the dust again Takes him home puts him to bed and rubs him with liniment [Chorus] She's sweeter than the grapes growing out in California Softer than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peach Warms you going down like a twenty-two year old brandy And when she loves me Lord she's fine fine as wine [Verse 2] Laying in the back seat with sugar at the wheel Broken bones from my last ride is all my head can feel And sugar sure gets tired Lord of all this horse manure But I'll never find another gal who's sweeter or who's truer [Chorus] She's sweeter than the grapes growing out in California Softer than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peach Warms you going down like a twenty-two year old brandy And when she loves me Lord she's fine fine as wine She's sweeter than the grapes growing out in California Softer than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peach Warms you going down like a twenty-two year old brandy And when she loves me Lord she's fine fine as wine She's sweeter than the grapes growing out in California Softer than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peach Warms you going down like a twenty-two year old brandy And when she loves me Lord
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Credits
- Writers
- Eddie Rabbitt
- Even Stevens