(Verse 1) The trouble with a husband is the terrible design He'll promise you the universe and then he'll drink the wine And fall asleep at nine o'clock with crossword on his chest While you lie there in the dark and thinking why you have undressed (Verse 2) To have a body that still works a mind that hasn't quit A pulse that beats for something more than crossword clues and wit And there he is across the room a boy of nineteen years With all the self-possession of a man who has no fears (Refrain) Decant the boy decant the boy He's a Beaujolais nouveau he's a bottle to enjoy Before the wine has settled and before it can annoy (Verse 4) He looks at you the way a dog looks at a dinner plate And you who've spent a lifetime learning how to hesitate He says his name is Tristan which is frankly too on-brand He says he's studying philosophy he says he understands (Verse 6) He doesn't get the joke but that's alright he gets the gist He's got the kind of mouth that makes a man forget he's kissed A thousand other mouths and sworn off kissing them for good And I'm about to do the thing I swore I never would (Verse 7) I take him home I pour him wine I watch him drink it down He's got the palate of a puppy and the manners of a clown He doesn't know Merlot from piss he doesn't care to learn He only knows the bottle and the fire and the burn And if you ask me how I manage it I'll tell you with a yawn The secret is to find a boy who's never once withdrawn Early. so you'll see me at the theatre at the market at the park With a boy who's got a hangover and whistles in the dark (Refrain) Decant the boy decant the boy He's a Beaujolais nouveau he's a bottle to enjoy Before the wine has settled and before it can annoy (Final Chorus) So pour the young Beaujolais pour it in my glass The vintage is the point when you intend to make it last I'm a man of a certain age a certain taste a certain thirst And I'll drink the whole bottle til I'm fit to burst the whole bottle til I'm fit to burst.....
