(Well? Chick-a-boom chick chick! Ooh!)
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I was once out strolling one very hot summer's day
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When I thought I'd lay myself down to rest
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In a big tall field of Mexican grass, ooh yeah
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I lay there in the sun and felt it caressing my face
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As I fell asleep and dreamed
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I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie, yes I did
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That I was the star of the movie, now this really blew my mind
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The fact that me, an overfed, long-haired leaping gnome
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Should be the star of a Hollywood movie
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But there I was, ugh, I was taken to a place
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The hall of the mountain king, I stood high upon a mountaintop
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Ah, naked to the world in front of every kind of girl
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Listen, listen, there was long ones, tall ones
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Big ones, brown ones, black ones, round ones, okay! Get funky!
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Out of the middle came a lady, ow!
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She whispered in my ear something crazy, she said, she said
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Spill the wine and take that pearl
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Spill the wine and take that pearl, come on, come on
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Spill the wine and take that pearl, yeah
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Spill the wine and take that pearl
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And folks who might say, "What does that mean?"
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Am I going crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy?
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Or is it just a dream? I would admit! Hold on!
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I know I'm laying in a field of grass somewhere, so it's all in my head
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And then I heard her say, ooooooh one more time!
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Spill the wine and take that pearl, uh huh huh
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Spill the wine and take that pearl
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Spill the wine and take that pearl, spill the wine and take that pearl
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I could feel hot flames of fire roaring at my back
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As she disappeared, but soon she did return
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In her hand was a bottle of Liebfraumilch, mmm, in the other, a glass
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She poured some of the wine from the bottle into the glass
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And raised it to her lips and just before she drank it
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She looked me dead in the eye, and said
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Can you dig it? Dig it? Dig it? Dig it?
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Spill the wine, you got that pearl
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Spill the wine and take that pearl, come on, come on
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Spill the wine and take that pearl, come on, baby, yes!
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It's all yours, all you gotta do it is spill that wine
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Spill that wine, come on, come on, take me please, oh Lord, yeah
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Come on, come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
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Get it down, get it down, get it down, get it down
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Yes, spill that wine! Take that pearl! Spill that wine! Take that pearl!
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It's all yours, it's all, over you, over you, baby
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My blood is your blood, my wine is your wine
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Spill the wine, mm, spill the wine baby, ooh, take that pearl
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Take, take, take it in your teeth now
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Roll it 'round your head and spill that wine
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Your wine, my wine, your wine
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Your wine, for nobody, for nobody, for nobody
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For nobody, nobody, just you and me baby
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Nobody, nobody, mmm-hmm-hmm, noooo, nobody
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Nobody, nobody, spill the wine
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Spill that wine, spill that wine, spill that wine *gurgle*
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SPILL THAT WIIIIIIINE!!!!!! Yeah, yeah, yeah!
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*gag!* (Well? Here we go. Nothing's gonna get overcooked.)
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Spill the Wine
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| War (America Band) |
