Hide The Wine

One, three. I heard That you are back in town. Well, it's been a hot minute since me and You were hanging out. Yeah, we had that crazy kind of chemistry. Where you get burned, all burned, Don't care, just reach for another match and Gasoline. Yeah, knock, knock. Here you come a-knocking on my door, but you're Gonna have to wait on the porch. Better hide the wine and get it Gone. I better hide every one of them records that Turn me on. Lock 'em up, lock 'em Turn up the lights And kill the mood. Because, baby, I just don't trust myself with you. I better hide the wine. I know me And I know you. I better get rid of all the two-buck Chuck And the high-dollar good stuff, too. 'Cause, baby, if I don't, then you know what We'll do. Yeah. One sip, one tip, we'll be sitting on the Couch, you'll be kicking off your shoes. Better hide the wine and get it Gone. I better hide every one of them records that Turn me on. Lock 'em up. Turn up the lights and kill the Mood. Because, baby, I just don't trust myself with you. I better hide the wine. I better hide the Wine. Knock, knock. Here you come a-knocking on my door, But you're gonna have to wait another minute on The porch. Oh, no, it's a dangerous thing. Pouring alcohol on an old flame. Better hide the wine and get it Gone. I better hide every one of them records that Turn me on. Lock 'em up, lock 'em up. Turn up the lights and kill the Mood. Because, baby, I just don't trust myself with you. I better hide the wine. I better hide the wine. Knock, knock. Here you come a-knocking my door. I better hide it. Gonna to wait another minute on the I better Hide the wine.