Sunday morning, alcohol coming out my pores
Last night we had fun
Sunday morning, you judge me because of my way of living
You haven’t seen all my misgivings
Last night I sprayed all over the room
Even jesus merry in his wine
I bet some of his mornings smelled alive
Maybe a hangover after some shots
Tasting the good ol’ wine
Pour me another tequila shot, with some lemon and salt
Some red label on the rocks, maybe a spirit I’ve been wantin try
Sunday morning, alcohol coming out my pores
Last night we had fun
Sunday morning, you judge me because of my way of living
You haven’t seen all my misgivings
The art of drinking a good ol wine
The older, the more you appreciate the good things of life
After a hard working week I reminisce with a classy woman
We laugh, taste each other’s lips, in slow motion we enjoy the night
Towards the end, dim lights, our skin pours sexual balm
Your sensual voice, classy personality, your attractive perfume
The alcohol makes our essence consummate the moon
Sunday morning, alcohol coming out my pores
Last night we had fun
Sunday morning, you judge me because of my way of living
You haven’t seen all my misgivings