So this is summer
And the Calor Gas is running low
But I don't mind
I'm doing things and doing them with you
Well, you know he's gonna want his rent tonight
But we'll have to tell him
Haddows swallowed all the rent this month
So summer stains
A sky with inky swirls that bring the thunder low
But I don't mind
I'm doing things and doing them with you
And if you're smart
You'll put that book back down
You'll drag me to the floor
Drag me down for more
Drinking wine, drinking wine in the afternoon
Doot, doot n doo
Drinking wine, drinking wine in the afternoon
Doot doot n doo
Tomorrow's Thursday, that's my day of work
That's my day of walking up the Maryhill road
Making up some lie about some job applied for
When I've been drinking wine
Oh, I've been drinking wine in the afternoon
Doot doot n doo
Fifty regal filters left their filthy butts behind
Left their blackened heads down in the ashes
That's the last before they're pulled apart
And placed within the papers for a drag
A fag deserves a second life
Deserves a second life
Don't we all? Don't we all?
Don't we all? Don't we all?
Love drinking wine
Love drinking wine in the afternoon
Love drinking wine
Love drinking wine in the afternoon
Bottle of wine, bottle of wine