Widow's Wine 未亡人のワイン

When you're feelin’ kinda lonely
And your spouse kinda dead
Or feel like curlin' up with someone
In your empty little bed
There's danger ’round the corner (Corner)
And your love life's in decline (Decline)
You'll no longer be a mourner

With a little Widow's Wine
With a little Widow's Wine
With a little Widow's Wine
With a little Widow's Wine, you're mine

With Widow’s Wine, you’re mine