"Chianti" lyrics

There's a key on t-board on my kitchen table
It's got a little dust cause I'm waiting for the perfect time to say goodbye
And I'll savor the day when I drink from that bottle of wine

She's got a big fat belly and wide slopey shoulders
A skirt's made of straw and her name's tattooed onto her spine
She's an old friend of mine

But one of these days she'll be gone
And I'll be strong as a skunk
Raising a glass to us having the time of our lives

Ooh, she tests my patience tonight
Ooh, and I'm holding on for dear life
Cause when I get low she says, don't you know
There's more fruit to be picked from the vine
So I wait for the day for the time
When I look at my girl in the eye
Then I turn around and say shall we open that bottle of wine

Don't you think that it's time that we open that bottle?
Don't you think that it's time that we open that bottle?
Don't you think that it's time that we open that bottle of wine?