Cortez - Roadside Chardonnay

I said: 'come on, make my day'
But you decided not to stay
Solid excuses were thrown away
And you packed your bags anyway

Honey, if this road is for travelling
Why can't you ride with me?
We can take it slow
Or make it roll
And end up somewhere in a rented room
With a bottle of cheap Chardonnay

My voice was tremblin'
My tear-stained face was not enough
to make you stay
God was watchin'
He made it rain
And a taxi took you far away

Honey, if this road is for travelling
Why can't you ride with me?
We can take it slow
Or make it roll
And end up somewhere in a rented room
With a bottle of cheap Chardonnay

Honey, if this road is for travelling
Why can't you ride with me?
We can take it slow
Or make it roll
And end up somewhere in a rented room
With a bottle of cheap Chardonnay

We'll end up somewhere in a rented room
With a bottle of cheap Chardonnay

Written by:
Sander van der Horn

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