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