Red Wine + White Couch - Danielle Bradbery

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

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

Yeah, I gotta be careful loving you now