I ain't an educated man

As all you Fleet Street

preachers know,

It's just the simple things

in life

Get my motor running,

ready to go.

If I can make you smile

I will raise my glass,

An' if you don't like it

Then, baby, you can

kiss my ass!

You can tell me it's

wrong,

But, I love wine, women

an' song.

Give me a good time

woman,

An' a love potion bottle

of booze.

'Cos I got a juke box

heart

Full of honky tonk

rhythm an' blues.

You better lock up your

daughter, your sister

too,

If get in my way, I'm

gonna rock an' roll over

you,

Ain't nothing you can

do.

You can tell it's wrong,

But I love wine, women

an' song.

Wine, women an' song,

talking 'bout

Wine, women an' song,

Wine, women an' song,

Wine, women an' song.

You get what you can

But, don't take too long.

Wine, women an' song,

Give me a rock an' roll

band

With a mean an' dirty

blues guitar,

Take me to a dance hall

palace

With a twenty four hour

bar.

Then you better lock up

your daughter, your

sister too,

If you get in my way,

I'm gonna rock an' roll

over you,

Ain't nothing you can

do.

You can tell me it's

wrong,

But I love wine, women

an' song.

Wine, women an' song,

talking 'bout

Wine, women an' song,

Wine, women an' song,

Wine, women an' song.

You get what you can

But, don't take too long,

Wine, women an' song.

(Solo)

Wine, women an' song,

Wine, women an' song,

Wine, women an' song.

You get what you can

But, don't take too long,

Wine, women an' song.

Wine, women an'

song...