blue sky and breeze
the weather in Kansas is heavenly
we’re at your place with the windows wide
the radio’s on
we’re singin’ like fools to “that girl is poison”
your couch is soft
and your smile is sly
you keep pouring out
another glass of wine
your hands are elegant
your wit so crisp and fine
and so you’re my
sauvignon blanc
you're my sauvignon blanc
april abounds
cherry tree blossoms all over town
joy is exploding in gentle rounds
we’re climbing the bough
I’m snapping your photo
as the sun shines down
you’re lovelier than
any wedding gown
you keep pouring out
another glass of wine
but I don’t need another round
I feel sublime
because you’re my
sauvignon blanc
you're my sauvignon blanc
you ask me if I want some too
but can’t you see I’m drunk on you?