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...