Two red lips and warm red wine

Oh the two red lips and the warm red wine
Broke this busted heart of mine
I gotta roll on roll on down the line
With the two red lips and a busted heart
And the warm red wine

With a little Muscat I’m an old tomcat
Always scratching for another rat
A cat’s got nine lives and I’ve got one
When that one’s gone then I’ll be done
Sitting in a honky tonk thinking of you
No where to go I got nothing to do