[Chorus]
Why do we read Proust and sip red wine?
Why do we read Proust and sip red wine?
Why do we read Proust and sip red wine?
Red wine, red wine
Feel refined, feel refined
You and me, red wine

[Verse 1]
And yes, yes, let's— let's— let’s wear thrift store chic
Praise Baudelaire like we're on some unique mystique
Let’s critique, with magnifying glass
We only need the past to outclass
No need to chase some new fad
It's just another passing launchpad

[Chorus]
Why do we read Proust and sip red wine?
Why do we read Proust and sip red wine?
Why do we read Proust and sip red wine?
Red wine, red wine
Feel refined, feel refined
You and me, red wine

[Verse 2]
Oh yes, yes, let’s— let's— let’s sip on cold brew
Talk Duchamp like scholars, but just us two
We've grown through, each page that we unfold
We only need the scripts of old
Our vintage finds and typewriter rants
Wrap us in a dance of circumstance

[Chorus]
Why do we read Proust and sip red wine?
Why do we read Proust and sip red wine?
Why do we read Proust and sip red wine?
Red wine, red wine
Feel refined, feel refined
You and me, red wine

[Bridge]
We elevate, hearts articulate
In every book we reiterate
Let’s celebrate, never imitate
Just meditate and soar

[Chorus]
Why do we read Proust and sip red wine?
Why do we read Proust and sip red wine?
Why do we read Proust and sip red wine?
Red wine, red wine
Feel refined, feel refined
You and me, red wine