Blackberry wine on a Saturday night
Said a spoonful of sugar gonna make ya feel fine
That woman, she drives me outta my mind
With blackberry wine on a Saturday night, yeah
She got long tan legs, her feet on the dash
Her eyes on mine and her hand in my lap
She said, "Stop goin' slow, I wanna go fast"
Put the hammer down and hit the gas
And I say, "Oh, where we goin', mama?"
She says, "I don't care, anywhere but here"
I say, "Oh, don't ya stop now, woman"
Put the pedal to the metal, I'll shift the gears
Put the pedal to the metal, I'll shift the gears, woo
Well, it's gettin' late, but she don't wanna go home
So we pull it over to the side of the road
Back seats rockin' and we're turnin' it on
It's gettin' real late, but she don't wanna go home
And I say, "Oh, where we goin', mama?"
She says, "I don't care, anywhere but here"
I say, "Oh, don't ya stop now, woman"
Put the pedal to the metal, I'll shift the gears
Put the pedal to the metal, I'll shift the gears, ow
Blue lights flashing in the back windshield
Buckle up, baby, we ain't stopping here
Kickin' up dust, ain't gettin' busted
Blue and red lights can't stop this lovin'
And I say, "Oh, where we goin', mama?"
She says, "I don't care, anywhere but here"
I say, "Oh, don't ya stop now, woman"
Put the pedal to the metal, I'll shift the gears
Put the pedal to the metal, I'll shift the gears
Blackberry wine on a Saturday night
Blackberry wine got me feelin' alright
Blackberry wine get me outta my mind
With blackberry wine on a Saturday night
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