Chardonnay, it doesnt mean I love you
But it's okay
You'll find a place in my home
I hope that you might stay
I'm sick of girlfriends playing keep away
With my heart built on Chardonnay
But I'm here, all alone, and I want you with me
I need you to be
Something that I can hold onto
Or, I might die
So pack my Mary Jane
Leave the Ritalin I'm headed to the sky
