Trevor Moss & Hannah-Lou cheap wine

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All these old ladies
come in here buy the cheap wine
they're no better
they're no better than all these bums
that come in here and buy the cheap wine.
Leaning on the counter on a gloomy day.
Snow falling clear the sidewalks and the entry way
for all the old folks, the bums, and the hustlers,
and the rude kids.
And I can't stand the sight of any of them.
I wish I could sell this place.
I wish I could buy a boat
and just sail away.
All these old ladies
come in here buy the cheap wine
they're no better
they're no better than all these bums
come in here and buy the cheap wine.
And I know that I ain't got it so bad,
I can go home at night
and sleep sometimes.
I'll quit drinking when I wanna,
there's nobody here to bother me.
And there's nobody here to bother me,
so I keep the store open past curfew some nights,
so I don't have to go home.
All these old ladies
come in here buy the cheap wine
they're no better
they're no better than all these bums
come in here and buy the cheap wine.
And I never meant to do anything wrong,
do any harm Lord
But I framed that kid, he wasn't so bright
and drunk all the time.
Anyway, they killed him and not me.
Yeah I've got a business to run.
Yeah I've got property here
and he had nothing.
All these old ladies
come in here buy the cheap wine
they're no better
they're no better than all these bums
come in here and buy the cheap wine.
And I'm better than this,
that crazy girl can go to hell.
I'm better than this.
I make my own way. Sometimes
I open the store an hour before daybreak
and I put all the labels facing out.
I'm so tired of all these labels,
why don't they all say it…
cheap wine!
All these old ladies
come in here buy the cheap wine
they're no better
they're no better than all these bums
come in here and buy the cheap wine.
Leaning on the counter
on a gloomyday.
Snow falling,
clear the sidewalk and the entry way.

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