Marty Willson-Piper - 1929 Vintage Wine lyrics

rate me

Electrifying lighting

Arcs around your face

Blood red lips and cream skin

Blue eyes make my head swim

Let me sip your bouquet

Rubies in the Beaujolais

1929, you're my vintage wine

Moisture on your top lip

Playing with a grape pip

And you're as soft as a Sunday

Beauty's in your resume

Let me breathe your aroma

You shook my heart from it's coma

1929, you're my vintage wine

You released a depth charge

Like a miracle, a mirage

A silver thread of moonlight

A golden box of sunlight

Something special on the wine list

Impossible to resist

And what really grabs me

Is when you open up your Chablis

1929, you're my vintage wine