Image Of Me

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
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
Now she drinks...
Yes I made her the image of me