Image Of Me

Oh, they say she's the life of the party
 And without her, things here would die
 Oh, but don't be fooled by her laughter
 She has her sad times, she knows how to cry
 For 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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 Yes, I met her in a little country town
 She was simple and old-fashioned in some ways
 But she loved me until I dragged her down
 Then she just gave up and drifted away
 Now 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
 'Cause I made her the image of me