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(Wayne Kemp)

Yes, I know she's the life of the party
And without her things here would die
Oh, but don't be fooled by her laugter
She has her sad times, she knows how to cry.

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

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I met her in a little country town
She was simple and old fashion in some way
But she loved me till I dragged her down
Then she just gave up and drifted away.

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

That I made her the image of me...
(Wayne Kemp)      Yes, I know she's the life of the party   And without her things here would die   Oh, but don't be fooled by her laugter   She has her sad times, she knows how to cry.      She drinks and she talks just a little too loud   And with her pride gone she tags along with any old crowd   Yes, I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed   That I made her the image of me.      --- Instrumental ---      I met her in a little country town   She was simple and old fashion in some way   But she loved me till I dragged her down   Then she just gave up and drifted away.      She drinks and she talks just a little too loud   And with her pride gone she tags along with any old crowd   Yes, I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed   That I made her the image of me.      That I made her the image of me...