Laure and the Wine

Lyrics

[Verse 1] There’s a lassie called Laure, nearly sixty years old, But she acts like she’s twenty-one, fearless and bold! She minds all the weans, but when they start to scream, She reaches for the wine like it’s part of the childcare scheme! She’s stressed by lunchtime, frazzled by three, “Where’s my bloody wine?” is her emergency! Then Roberto walks in with a smile on his face, Thinking, “What the hell have I married into this place?” [Chorus] Laure, Laure, wine-fuelled queen Laure, Laure, child-minder machine Where’s my bloody wine? Where’s my bloody wine? Laure, Laure, she’s doing fine [Verse 2] Lunchbox lids flying, juice on the floor, Two wee hands tugging while three more roar She’s got a sticker on her jumper, crumbs in her hair, Still she’s singing off-key like she does not care Roberto shakes his head, but he laughs through the pain, ’Cause every time she refills, he falls for her again [Chorus] Laure, Laure, wine-fuelled queen Laure, Laure, child-minder machine Where’s my bloody wine? Where’s my bloody wine? Laure, Laure, she’s doing fine [Bridge] At the end of the day when the wee ones sleep, She leans on the counter and takes one deep Roberto pulls closer, says, “You’re one of a kind” She grins with a glass in her hand, “Now give me some time” [Final Chorus] Laure, Laure, wine-fuelled queen Laure, Laure, child-minder machine Where’s my bloody wine? Where’s my bloody wine? Laure, Laure, she’s doing fine