Shut Up And Hold Mama's Merlot (song)

From The Stools Debut Album Draconian Messures

Players:

Elvin Anderson - Guitar, Vocal

Others Unknown (Possibly Ernie McClean, Frank Fields, Earl Palmer and Fat Domino)

Lyrics:

SHUT UP AND HOLD MAMA'S MERLOT

Clam up and drive, I’m the reason you’re alive

You are the fruit of my womb

Don’t give me no static, it’s an automatic

I’m sick of your grump and gloom

I know you’re just eight, but you can steer straight

Just keep it inside the rows

Why have you stopped? Is that a cop?

Shut up and hold momma’s merlot

Hello officer, don’t mind the slur

It just a little speech impediment

It’s just my teeth, they give me such grief

Staining the box wine sediment

I wouldn’t be so glottal, if I could afford a bottle

Of a of malbec or maybe bordeaux

You bet your ass, I’d love a shiraz

Shut up and hold momma’s merlot

Say judgy wudgy don’t be such a drudgy

I know it’s only nine o’clock

But what do we care, it’s Ireland somewhere

They make a fine toilet wine on my cell block

Make it one year or three, you can throw away the key

Is that the best you’ve got?

I’m a ticking time bomb of a single mom

Shut up and hold momma’s merlot

Yeah, I’m a ticking time bomb of a single mom

Shut up and hold momma’s merlot