For the good wine must have
Or the wine will have no value,
and the bouquet won't be there
Mmm, sour grapes, he's gone,
Sour grapes, I don't miss
But once the wine was sweeter
than the sweetest ever made
And the sunshine of your love
wound the vine around my heart
When I say, I don't miss you,
sour grapes, my sweetheart
The taste is bittersweet,
but now the wine is withered,
So I'll raise my glass towards heaven,
drink a toast to the love we knew.
Mmm, sour grapes, my darling,
Sour grapes, I don't miss
But once the wine was sweeter
than the sweetest ever made
So I'll raise my glass towards heaven,
drink a toast to the love we knew
Mm, sour grapes, my darling,
Mmm, sour grapes, my darling,
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