Bring That Bottle of Wine Over Here Songtext
von John Paul Young

They′re hanging out the windows and falling out the doors
Bring that bottle of wine over here
Swinging down the ceiling and sleeping on the floors
Bring that bottle of wine over here

They're fighting in the backyard, rolling through the trash
The house is in a riot and everybody′s smashed
There ain't nothing like it, that good old family vines
A-bring that bottle of wine over here

Well, Grandpa's in the kitchen and Grandma′s in the hall
Bring that bottle of wine over here
The old man′s on the seatbelt, the old girl's out the wall
Bring that bottle of wine over here


The kids are crying, the wife is on the brink
Somebody′s pouring my goldfish down the sink
I hear the neighbours kicking off this thing
A-bring that bottle of wine over here
Here we go, bring the wine, oh

Well, Grandpa's in the kitchen and Grandma′s on the wall
Bring that bottle of wine over here
The old man's on the seatbelt, the old girl′s out the wall
A-bring that bottle of wine over here

They're fightin' in the backyard and rolling through the trash
The house is in a riot and everybody′s smashed
They ain′t nothing bloody like it, that good old family vines
A-bring that bottle of wine, a-bring that bottle of wine
A-bring that bottle of wine over here

Bring that bottle of wine over here