Blackberry wine on a Saturday night
Said a spoonful of sugar gonna make ya feel fine
That woman, she drives me outta my mind
Blackberry wine on a Saturday night, yeah

She got long tan legs, her feet on the dash
Her eyes on mine and her hand in my lap
She said, "Stop goin' slow, I wanna go fast
Put the hammer down an' hit the gas"

And I say, "Oh, where we goin', mama? "
She says, "I don't care, anywhere but here"
I say, "Oh, don't ya stop now, woman"
She says, "Pedal to the metal, I'll shift the gears
Put the pedal to the metal, I'll shift thе gears"
Woo

Well, it's gettin' latе, but she don't wanna go home
So we're pullin' over to the side of the road
Back seats rockin', and we're turnin' it on
It's gettin' real late, but she don't wanna go home

I say, "Oh where we goin mama? "
She says, "I don't care, anywhere but here"
I say, "Oh, don't ya stop now, woman"
She says, "Pedal to the metal, I'll shift the gears
Put the pedal to the metal, I'll shift the gears"
Yow, ooh

Blue lights flashing in the back windshield
Buckle up, baby, we ain't stopping here
Kickin' up dust, ain't gettin' busted
Blue and red lights can't stop this lovin'

I say, "Oh, where we goin', mama? "
She says, "I don't care, anywhere but here"
I say, "Oh, don't ya stop now, woman"
Put the pedal to the metal, I'll shift the gears
Put the pedal to the metal, I'll shift the gears

Blackberry wine on a Saturday night
Blackberry wine got me feelin' alright
Blackberry wine got me outta my mind
Blackberry wine on a Saturday night