The Rolling Stones - Pa** The Wine (Sophia Loren) lyrics

Walking down the street with a sad face Always complaining about the rat race Nobody said that life was free and easy Your job it s**s, it's on the line Your wife act mean, your kids all cring I need something that's guaranteed to please me But listen, I'll tell you I'm glad to be alive and kicking I'm glad to hear my heart's still ticking So pa** me the wine, baby, and let's make some love Sometimes things don't work out the way you want I don't know if I'm gonna laugh or cry Your friends will never call you back You're feeling such a sad sack Like some snack that's gone all cold and greasy, yes The car you drive a rusty wreck It's always you that pays the check Who said life was warm and peachy? But listen, yeah, I'll tell you I'm glad to be alive and kicking My blood is up, my pulse is quickening Pa** the wine bowl but let's make some love Sometimes things don't work out the way you want I wonder why, I wonder why - ah yeah Sometimes mistakes come back to haunt you, babe And I don't know whether to laugh or cry, yeah Yeah, come on Got to be alive and kicking Glad to be alive and kicking Glad to have a pot to piss in Glad to be alive and kicking You got to be alive and kicking Got to be... come on...come on.... Got to be alive and kicking Got to be alive and kicking Glad to see the plot is thickening Pa** the wine, let's make some love Let's make some love Let's make some love Let's make some love