All The Red In California Songtext
Just a drink, just a drink, baby, what's the problem?
Don't dress up, just show up in whatever you got on
It's been a long time, baby, I'd love to know
What's been on your mind, baby, cab or merlot?
Just a little wine at the bar down the road
You know I'd love to go
But one glass of red turns into two
Turns into kissing in that back corner booth
Don't dress up, just show up in whatever you got on
It's been a long time, baby, I'd love to know
What's been on your mind, baby, cab or merlot?
Just a little wine at the bar down the road
You know I'd love to go
But one glass of red turns into two
Turns into kissing in that back corner booth
Then it's back to your place 'til the sun's coming through
Then I'm right back to never getting over you
Boy, you know how bad I want ya
But it ain't worth all the red in California
Just a drink ain't a drink, it turns into a bottle
Hit the dance floor then the door, it turns into tomorrow
Then I can't remember why we said goodbye
But I get the picture in the morning light
'Cause one glass of red turns into two
Turns into kissing in that back corner booth
Then it's back to your place 'til the sun's coming through
Then I'm right back to never getting over you
Boy, you know how bad I want ya
But it ain't worth all the red in California
One glass—wouldn't even catch a buzz
Wouldn't be a problem if that's all it was
'Cause one glass of red turns into two
Turns into kissing in that back corner booth
Then it's back to your place 'til the sun's coming through
Then I'm right back to never getting over you
Boy, you know how bad I want ya
But it ain't worth all the red in California
No, it ain't worth all the red in California
Mm-mm
Then I'm right back to never getting over you
Boy, you know how bad I want ya
But it ain't worth all the red in California
Just a drink ain't a drink, it turns into a bottle
Hit the dance floor then the door, it turns into tomorrow
Then I can't remember why we said goodbye
But I get the picture in the morning light
'Cause one glass of red turns into two
Turns into kissing in that back corner booth
Then it's back to your place 'til the sun's coming through
Then I'm right back to never getting over you
Boy, you know how bad I want ya
But it ain't worth all the red in California
One glass—wouldn't even catch a buzz
Wouldn't be a problem if that's all it was
'Cause one glass of red turns into two
Turns into kissing in that back corner booth
Then it's back to your place 'til the sun's coming through
Then I'm right back to never getting over you
Boy, you know how bad I want ya
But it ain't worth all the red in California
No, it ain't worth all the red in California
Mm-mm
