Nick Coleman and Cole Crawford Hurst

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BALLAD OF LITTLE LADY DRUNKENESS
Nick Coleman & Cole Crawford Hurst
12/29/2014


See her crazy in the mornings without a wink of sleep,
Drinking every nickel she manages to find,
And she used to be a beauty years back but looks never keep,
So now she's lit up like a cigarette all the time,

And she goes right on crashing but the bottom's never there,
Cause she should've hit bottom long ago,
Always sinking as she's drinking - but when she's drunk she just don't care,
That life she's living's gonna cost her the life she knows,

*** CHORUS:
So where's her passion - where's her courage,
Where's her beauty and all her blessings,
Where's her promise and her purpose -
And all the peace she once held inside,
Cause if blacking out were her profession,
Well she'd be working towards perfection,
Getting drunk with such devotion -
That the bottles always dry.
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And she's trashed before noon and always scheming to get more,
She's shameless about taking charity,
Only ever living for that feeling - of numbness to her core,
Forgetting every sorrow - guilt and grief,

And if that wine isn't there she goes and drinks my Listerine,
And she's minty fresh as she stumbles into town,
Where she begs on the street but at least her teeth all gleam,
As she sells that same sob story to anyone around,


*** CHORUS:
So where's her passion - where's her courage,
Where's her beauty and all her blessings,
Where's her promise and her purpose -
And all the peace she held inside,
if blacking out were her profession,
Well she'd be working towards perfection,
Getting drunk with such devotion -
That the bottles always dry.

And so she goes right on crashing -
But the bottom's never there,
She should've hit the bottom long ago,
Always sinking - always drinking -
But when she's drunk she just don't care,
This life she's living's gonna cost her the life she knows,

*** CHORUS:
So where's her passion - where's her courage,
Where's her beauty and all her blessings,
Where's her promise and her purpose -
And all the peace she held inside,
if blacking out were her profession,
Well she'd be working towards perfection,
Getting drunk with such devotion -
That the bottles always dry.