My brain is cloudy and my eyes are sore   I told myself, I wouldn't drink no more   A bad hangover's something I can't stand   But here I am with a jug in my hand      Whoo, whoo, trouble, trouble   Worries on my mind   Goin' down to the cellar   Get some of that mellow wine      I seem to ruin everything I touch   People say it's 'cause I drink too much   I tried to kick it but it ain't no use   Guess, I'm a slave to that mellow juice      Whoo, whoo, trouble, trouble   Worries on my mind   Goin' down to the cellar   Get some of that mellow wine, yeah      My brain is cloudy and my eyes are sore   I told myself, I wouldn't drink no more   A bad hangover's something I can't stand   But here I am with a jug in my hand      Whoo, whoo, trouble, trouble   Worries on my mind   Goin' down to the cellar   Get some of that mellow wine   Oh, take it way