Текст Danielle Bradbery – Red Wine White Couch

My-a-a hands are shaking
My-a-a heart is racing
Don’t know what I-I-I-I-I-I’m thinking
I’m freaking

Loving you’s like drinking red wine on a white couch
So stupid like I’m shaving with the lights out
Well, you’re making me so nervous, yeah, you’re perfect
I’m the smart girl, ooh, I don’t even know how
You’ve got me walking on a tightrope in stilettos
Counting all my money in the windblow
Well, you’re making me so nervous, is it worth it?
Yeah, I gotta be careful loving you now
‘Cause you’re like drinking red wine, red wine on a white couch

My heart don’t understand it
Baby, you could do permanent damage
And I could end up standing in a blue dress in a mess
All in a panic, screaming «Damn it»

Loving you’s like drinking red wine on a white couch
So stupid like I’m shaving with the lights out
Well, you’re making me so nervous, yeah, you’re perfect
I’m the smart girl, ooh, I don’t even know how
You’ve got me walking on a tightrope in stilettos
Counting all my money in the windblow
Well, you’re making me so nervous, is it worth it?
Yeah, I gotta be careful loving you now
‘Cause you’re like drinking red wine, red wine on a white couch

Loving you’s like drinking red wine on a white couch
So stupid like I’m shaving with the lights out
Well, you’re making me so nervous, yeah, you’re perfect
I’m the smart girl, ooh, I don’t even know how