Tasha likes to sip sangria,
When we go out on a date, on a date
At our table many empty glasses set
Normally she's shy and quiet,
But if she's had three or four, three or four
She becomes my little silly tipsy pet..

All the waitresses and waiters
At the cafe where we go, where we go
Become victims of her goofy pranks of fun
Like the New Years Eve she mooned 'em
Left her undies in the loo, in the loo
She's a trip, my little full 'a vino baby..

She's my full a' vino baby,
Like a wino, she gets stoned, loosely boned
Her hair snarls up in tangles,
And her gown gets soakin' wet,,
By midnight she has passed out,
So it's off to home, we go, yes we go..
Time for beddie bye for my sweet full a' vino..

In the morning she's hung over
With a headache right from hell, straight from hell
So I comfort like a good boyfriend should do
Takes two aspirins with cold water,
And some slow lovin' as well, sweet and swell
Half an hour later she's as good as new..

She's my full a' vino baby,
Loves her vino, yes indeed, yes indeed
Made our wedding plans for April, in the spring
For her little grape juice habit
Bought a vineyard in the west, way out west
It should satisfy my Full a' vino baby

She's my full a' vino baby...
Now she can stay at home and still get full a' vino..