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Red wine's never been my thing, but it's filling my glass|A bittersweet reminder, of what I had|She used to sip it on the sofa, slide a little closer, when her buzz kicked in|She'd give me that look, then she'd lean in||Chorus|That's why I drink, that's why I drink this stuff|This Diamond Creek Cabernet, is what she loves (is what she loves)|And I miss the taste of her lips so much (I miss the taste of her lips so much)|That's why I drink, that's why I drink this stuff||Says it was made in California, man she loved the coast (she loved the coast)|Last time I took her out there, I made a toast (I made a toast)|I said here's to forever, you and me together, I still see her smile (here's to forever)|So, in my mind I'll go back there for a while (I'll go back there for a while)||Repeat Chorus x2||Yeah that's why I drink|Why I drink this stuff