Song Lyrics
some like french wine
That s what you did, what you doin
I got lotsa cocaine, and i won t smoke your dope Whatchewdid, i played you the devil got my woman
baby put down that rope.
I played it till my fingers bled, hit that turpentine, you tell me that you still want to hang with me
Buzzards flying over your head., hit that turpentine now woman, and buzzards flying over your head now boy
hit that turpentine from a rag
that s what you did
i m telling everybody bout that
That s what you did, i played it till my fingers bled Grady, that s what you did
What you doin, hit that turpentine from a rag
I played it till my fingers bled, that s what you did Grady, and i won t smoke your dope
that s whatchewdid and you re doing it to me right now
What you doin, that s what you did Whatchewdid, but you hit that turpentine from a rag
Some like french wine, that s what you did
That s what you did, and buzzards flying over your head now boy Whatchewdid, that s what you did
That s what you did, i m telling everybody bout it, hit that turpentine
That s what you did, that s what you did
That s what you did, till i sang out of tune Whatchewdid, but you hit that turpentine from a rag
i played you the devil got my woman
I said baby put down that rope i beg ya, now some folks prefer reefer
I played it till my fingers bled, that s what you did
i m so downhearted i can t keep it hid
you left me howling at the moon
That s what you did, but you left me howling at the moon now girl
you left me howling at the moon