Maitre'de please, another bottle of wine
One more time, if you have the time,
"Are you well?""I'm doing fine."
If you're sure monsieur, I need a date and the time
What's in the glass this time?
"Charon's Vineyard, sir", "Yes, a bloody vine."
They set my table with a red rose ring
Around one more rhinestone riddled red candle
Cigarrete embers and ash accumulated
From the floors in my aging acorn sandles
They let me live a lonely love life
And I lapped up their lupine laughter
Speaking softly, they soothed and wooed me
Until I sipped a swallow of their daily decanter
Maitre'de please, another bottle of wine
Perhaps the red rose kind, I promise it's the last time
"Yeah right.""No, the last time."
He's been sunken and sorrowful since last September
Someone has certainty slashed and slain him
Tobacco taints his fingertips and teeth
This man was taken by treachery and sin
Don't delivery a sermon to this maitre'de
On drink or drugs or demons
God got giddy and gracious or just grizzled
And made him one great goddamn villain.
Maitre'de please, another bottle of wine
It's cold and dark tonight, and I don't drive
"Your bottle empty?""Full as my life."
Take your time monsieur, I have enough time
What's in the glass this time?
"Charon's Vineyard", "Yes, I'm acquainted with that kind."