The color of cognac, baby
I, I can get lost in your eyes
Ayy, the color of cognac, baby
I, lost in your eyes
I can get lost in your eyes
I, I
Ayy, ayy, uh

Wino, wino
Spin that thing around like vinyl
High notes, high notes
Many ribbleton sounds I know
Wino, wino
Spin that thing around like vinyl
High notes, high notes
Many ribbleton sounds I know

Middle fingers to the sky
Roll a spliff and we get high
If you want you can spend the night
Grab a glass and Baby, baby

Wino, wino
Spin that thing around like vinyl
High notes, high notes
Many ribbleton sounds I know
Wino, wino
Spin that thing around like vinyl
High notes, high notes
Many ribbleton sounds I know

Coaster, hold the very same coffee we sip from
Atlantic star, sweet astronomy you are
Does a happy ending come with this massagе? (Woah)
Sike, I be your, for the night, as long as you arе stable
When I'm on the payroll for my cable
Then we can be king and queen like a fable

The color of cognac, baby
I, I can get lost in your eyes
Ayy, the color of cognac, baby
I, lost in your eyes
I can get lost in your eyes