Lyrics:

At Con''s place we gather round, Burgundy wine flows no sound**lf**Crystal glasses chime in cheer, friends and laughter drawing near**lf**Candlelight and shadows dance, each sip feels like pure romance**lf**From the fields of France they bring wine that makes our hearts take wing**lf****lf****lf**Con''s place is where we unwind**lf**Treasures in each glass we find**lf**Music nights with soulful flair**lf**Everyone''s a star in there**lf****lf**Known and new tunes fill the air, gentle notes weave everywhere**lf**Swaying softly to the beat, magic nights we can''t repeat**lf**Artists young and artists old, songs and stories rich as gold**lf**Every drop a toast to life, every chord cuts through the strife**lf****lf**Con''s place is where we unwind**lf**Treasures in each glass we find**lf**Music nights with soulful flair**lf**Everyone''s a star in there**lf****lf****lf**Con''s place is where we unwind**lf**Treasures in each glass we find**lf**Music nights with soulful flair**lf**Everyone''s a star in there ...