Well I sat down at a table next to the party And I could see they were heavy of good time So I ordered up a bottle of the same thing they were drinking But it didn't do a thing to ease my mind Oh it all depends on how you drink the wine When I turn to the bottle heartaches is all I find Some people get happy but I just keep on crying Yes it all depends on how you drink the wine When I look in the bottle I see your reflection But I turn it up and drink it like a fool This wine don't kill my feelings so I might as well be leaving And let somebody else have my stool Yes it all depends on how you drink the wine... Yes it all depends on how you drink the wine