Your lips and mine, two sips of wine, memories are made of this.

Brother, you can't go to jail for what you're thinking, or that look in your eye, just standing on the corner watching all the girls go by.

With his blessings from above, serve it generously with love. One man, one wife, one love, through life.

Haven't got a girl, but I can wish. So I'll take me down to Main Street and that's where I'll select my imaginary dish.

I take the juice of two bottles of whisky.

Your lips and mine, two sips of wine, memories are made of this.

When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine, that's amore.