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Like a Georgia pine standing high In the fine sand of a seaside beach Yeah who would think? Like a storm cloud pouring down In the middle of a crystal clear blue sky I don't know why? We shouldn't fit together Man there ain't no doubt One thing I've come to understand is that I'll never figure out Why she's with me. She's sweet red wine, and I'm whiskey She's easy like a cabernet She just gets better everyday she's here Lord knows it's clear I'm more like a straight up shot I can't pretend to be what I'm not Most days I'm hard to take We shouldn't fit together Man there ain't no doubt One thing I've come to understand is that I'll never figure out Why she's with me. She's sweet red wine, and I'm whiskey We shouldn't fit together Man there ain't no doubt One thing I've come to understand is that I'll never figure out Why she's with me. She's sweet red wine, and I'm whiskey Oh I'm whiskey |