My brother talked about red wine,
The woman of red skin, no sugar or spice.
You're the one with skin like Cleopatra,
And an attitude that is always ready for battle.

The good looking woman, you're sweet and sour like lemons.
You're the one with eyes that keeps demanding more power.
You're the one who's appeal is like Marilyn Monroe and the devil soul.
Yes, I've heard stories about you; some a mystery and some true.
What is it about you that draws me close? I haven't the slightest clue.

Maybe it's your cherry lips or the way you swing your wide hips.
I find the red wine interesting, she is kind, she is bold but not innocent.
She is beautiful, she is smart, and is only guilty of pleasure.
She is precious, pretty vain and should be loved and treasured.