The Image Of Me

	  		
 
 

Intro: A D A E A 

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Oh they say she's the life of the party 
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And without her, things here would die 
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Oh, but don't be fooled by her laughter 
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She has her sad times, she knows how to cry 

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For she drinks, and she talks, just a little too loud 
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And with her pride gone, she tags along with any old crowd 
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Yes, I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed 
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That I made her the image of me 

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A D A E A 

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Yes I met her in a little country town 
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She was simple and old fashioned in some ways 
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But she loved me until I dragged her down 
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Then she just gave up and drifted away 

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Now she drinks, and she talks, just a little too loud 
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And with her pride gone, she tags along with any old crowd 
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Yes, I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed 
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Cause I made her the image of me