Lyrics Champagne (& Wine) - Herman Brood & His Wild Romance

Sittin' and thinking, places I've roamed
Of all these girls, ma, that I've known
And eh, of all these chicks I met
You're the one that I can't forget

I've seen times, honey, good and bad times
I don't regret 'em, honey, I sure ain't gonna lay down
Remember sidestreets, where we used to meet
Making love, nobody but you and me

Champagne and wine
Oh, that's what you gonna get, mom
You know?
Champagne and wine, honey
That's what you gonna see, now

Ah, it's been just a tiny little bit too long gone
Come see if I mean it, I said
I'm gonna be your honey, you know, knocking on your door
I'm not the same way I was before, you know?

I'm a man now
Full grown man
You got me eatin' from the tip of your hand
I don't mind you
As long as you feed me
Good old love and add on sympathy

Champagne and wine
Oh, that's what you're gonna get honey
Well, listen

You know?
Every day, is gonna be like a Sunday
Every night, child, is gonna show stars in the sky... cha

Champagne and wine
Cocaine, champagne, 's been running 'round poor boy's brains

You know, too much of the good and too much of the bright, a-huh
Too much protection, never had to fight, as
Some take a tip and some... they hit a double shot, ah
Some get overloaded and some have nought

Some, some needs comfort and some try to catch the breeze
Some act like a holy funk-junk Chinese mother-queen-of-the-street ass
And too much of the good, mom, too much of the bright
And all I had to do was stick out my hand, never had to fight

Champagne, cocaine, pourin' 'round the boom
Champagne and wine
Champagne and wine
Cocaine, oh