Bread & Butter

Cabernet’s your bread & butter
But whiskey strong as a number two
Crimson red’s your favorite color
You’re lucky I like it too
It me makes me into you
Rock and Roll, your dad’s a drummer
And you like songs when they’re out of tune
Sixty-nine's your favorite number
You’re lucky I like it too
It me makes me into you
We’re not the best at being simple
We like to do things our way
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Momma married to a Governor
Politics, it ain’t nothing new
You like to dream, you like to wonder
You’re lucky I like it too
It me makes me into you
We’re not the best at being simple
We like to do things our way
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh