Sippin’ Shirley Thompson Jeannie C. Riley
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[Verse 1]
Sippin' Shirley Thompson is a gas
Anytime you see her
You can always count on Shirley for a blast
She knows more words with just four letters
Than the dictionary ever had
She uses them to color up
The stories of the simple life she's led
[Verse 2]
Sippin' Shirley Thompson doesn't care
She's 38 and feelin' fine
And not much up to going anywhere
Her husband is a bible salesman
And at 39, his hair fell out
She said there's not a hair between him
And the heaven that he talks about
[Verse 3]
Sippin' Shirley Thompson is a pal
An ordinary woman who can sit and dish the dirt with all the gals
She said I don't believe in being
Something that the people know you're not
But when she's at home alone
Nobody knows that sippin' Shirley cries a lot
Sippin' Shirley Thompson is a gas
Anytime you see her
You can always count on Shirley for a blast
She knows more words with just four letters
Than the dictionary ever had
She uses them to color up
The stories of the simple life she's led
[Verse 2]
Sippin' Shirley Thompson doesn't care
She's 38 and feelin' fine
And not much up to going anywhere
Her husband is a bible salesman
And at 39, his hair fell out
She said there's not a hair between him
And the heaven that he talks about
[Verse 3]
Sippin' Shirley Thompson is a pal
An ordinary woman who can sit and dish the dirt with all the gals
She said I don't believe in being
Something that the people know you're not
But when she's at home alone
Nobody knows that sippin' Shirley cries a lot
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