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GYes, I know she's the life of the paCrty
GAnd without her, things here woulDd die
GOh, but don't be fooled by her lauCghter
GShe has her sad times, Dshe knows how tGo crDy
CShe drinks, and she talks
GJust a little too loud
A7And with her pride gone, she tags along
DWith any old crowd
GYes, I know I'm to blame
CAnd I feel so ashamed
GThat I made her the Dimage ofG meD
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GI met her in a little country tCown
GShe was simple and old-fashioned in Dsome ways
GBut she loved me till I draggedC her down
GThen she just gave Dup and drifted awGay D
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