Pass the Wine (Sophia Loren) - The Rolling Stones

Walkin' down the street wit' a sad face

Always complaining 'bout the rat race

Nobody said that life was free and easy

Your job it sucks, it's on the line

Your wife act mean, your kids all cryin'

I need something that's guaranteed to please me

But listen, I'll tell you

I'm glad to be alive and kicking

I'm glad to hear my heart's still ticking

So pass me the wine, baby, and let's make some love

Sometimes things don't work out the way you want

I don't know if I'm gonna laugh or cry

Uh-huh

Yeah

Mmm

Your friends'll never call you back

You're feelin' such a sad sack

Like some snack that's gone all cold and greasy, yes

The car you drive a rusty wreck

It's always you that pays the check

Who said life was warm and peachy?

But listen, yeah, I'll tell you

I'm glad to be alive and kickin'

My blood is up, my pulse is quickened

Pass the wine bowl but let's make some love

Sometimes things don't work out the way you want

I wonder why, I wonder why (ah yeah)

Sometime mistakes come back to haunt you, baby

And I don't know whether to laugh or cry (yeah)

(Yeah, c'mon)

I got to be alive and kickin'

Glad to be alive and kickin'

Glad to have a pot to piss in

Glad to be alive and kickin'

We got to be alive and kickin'

Got'n yeah, come on, got to be, come, come on, company, ha, got to be, good to be

Good to be alive and kickin'

Good to be alive and kickin'

Glad to see the plot is thickenin'

Pass the wine, let's make some love

Let's make some love

Let's make some love

Let's make some love