One more glass of wine
With Soso and Nicolette
They they’ll take the last bus
To Firenze
Every dog on the beach
Comes up to them
Every man on the beach
Comes their way
To say
Can I have your number
To call you sometime

You could travel the world
But Soso and Nicolette
Would still be a picture
A painting in your mind
So a bottle of wine
Is always to carry
‘Cause a glass of wine
Might be necessary
‘Cause the sun
Goes away
When they–go away

I will paint–their faces
On the rocks with wine
I will walk in my chains
A prisoner doing my time

One last glass of wine
With Soso and Nicolette
Before they take the last bus
To Firenze
Every dog on the beach
Will hang its head
Every man on the beach
Will turn instead
To the wine and the waves
And the paintings on the
Rocks that I leave…

(lyrics: Dan Bern)