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I Thought it Was Champagne
driving fast, talking slow
what's that bottle on the road?
it looks like whiskey
lets get risky
I think it's champagne
my youthful lips
hungry for a sip
lets just dump it
before we chug it
my mother was an alcoholic
dirt road, dry mouth
one mouthful, she spat it out
one for me, swallowed two
just move on like no one knew
if i'm a good girl, who are you?
riding back, dizzy spell
is this happening? I can't tell
I double checked the label
my palms were sweating on the table
I thought it was champagne...
what's that bottle on the road?
it looks like whiskey
lets get risky
I think it's champagne
my youthful lips
hungry for a sip
lets just dump it
before we chug it
my mother was an alcoholic
dirt road, dry mouth
one mouthful, she spat it out
one for me, swallowed two
just move on like no one knew
if i'm a good girl, who are you?
riding back, dizzy spell
is this happening? I can't tell
I double checked the label
my palms were sweating on the table
I thought it was champagne...
Published 9th Oct 2017
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- Edited 30th Jul 2018 7:47am
9th Oct 2017 10:50pm
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9th Oct 2017 10:56pm
Foolish it was, but fun it also was. I appreciate your comment Stillborn! Thanks for stopping by
12th Oct 2017 1:38pm
12th Oct 2017 7:34pm
