I thought you were a wine
Sweet and pretty I enjoy them
It makes me high all of the time
The best flavour among the clan
I treat you with honor and grace
Kept you in your best palace
When you needed time before your mine,
I'd wait for you my whole lifetime
But now you're gone and I'm alone
With wealthy man you play around
You left behind a cracking heart
It's me It's me your baby's toy
I guess you're just a beer
You're shared and very cheap
served only to lowly peeps
Taste bitter and makes me sick
Written by: Cristwever Wong
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