I've got callous feet



you fear the wine



believe me in the morning



I've done worse things at night



the colorful language



feels like my oriental whore



I've been having her for years



and the words were like bullshit



when wine was cheap



and it ran like ink



til I found she was an angel



so I sent her away



If I can match her disrespect



she'll come back someday



I done read about these ladies



they are so hard to find



in the meantime I'm off yer wine