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Love, like red wine, must have time to age. |
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It mellows in flavor with each passing stage. |
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But even the best of the vinege (vine) goes bad. |
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And whether it's wine or love, that?s sad. |
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I won't answer love the next time it knocks. |
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I've had my fill of love on the rocks. |
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A jigger of lying, garnished with fights. |
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Some bitters for crying, long unhappy nights. |
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A dash of lost dreams, then stir with regret. |
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Shake well, and pour, then drink and forget. |
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A tea spoon of teardrops seemed like a phase. |
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But I cried too many long unhappy days. |
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Good riddance to love it's too much to bear. |
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After this drink, I won't even care. |
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Love on the rocks, time to get high. |
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I'll drink to love, here's love in your eye |
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Pop with a bubble, make it a double! |
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This is my last toast to love |
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On the rocks |
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Love on the rocks. |
