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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