| It’s like a meditation when I’m drinking tea
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| With my sisters that I never even knew really
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| I’m trying really hard not to drink no more
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| But I want to drive the wagon through the store
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| My name is Paula Spencer
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| With the gob you can dispense sir
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| I don’t need a drink or you to walk me home
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| Cause I’m old now and damnit I don’t care
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| I stepped young into this world and I got married
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| I didn’t know what I was doing no one can really
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| Thats when I started drinking with my husband see
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| And getting seven kind of shit knocked out of me
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| I’d terrorize my children for their own booze
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| They didn’t even trust their ma to buy them shoes
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| And when the kids and me are happy now and times are good
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| I want to hold them but I don’t think that I could
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| Life is like a box of stale chocolates
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| You can be sure of all the bleeding shite you’ll get
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| But now I’m working steady and its going fine
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| And I’ve yet to touch a single glass of wine
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| It’s like a meditation when I’m drinking tea
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| With my sisters that I never even knew really
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| I shower my kids with love although they won’t trust me
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| But it’s as good now as it’s ever going to be |