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She¡¯s graceful to the eye
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Elegant and tall
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To see her walking by,
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You¡¯d think she had it all.
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But I see her all the time now
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A little red around the eyes now
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Even so, it doesn¡¯t show
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¡¯Till I hear it in her words there
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Just a little bit slurred there,
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Then I know, I know ¡¦
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CHORUS
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That she¡¯s drinking again,
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Started sinking again
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What¡¯s she thinking of then?
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Well I don¡¯t know.
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But she¡¯s drinking again
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Started sinking again
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What¡¯s she thinking of then?
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Well I don¡¯t know.
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II
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None of this is new
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It all went down before
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When she made it through
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I thought she knew the score
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But she¡¯s nothing left to hope with
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And it¡¯s such a lot to cope with
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Even still, I think she will,
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She¡¯s trying really hard now,
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But letting down her guard now
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Until, until ¡¦
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REPEAT CHORUS
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She dreamed of being so fine,
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She dreamed of having someone by her side
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And even when her dream had died,
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She dreamed that she could somehow make it right
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III
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Lipstick smudging her face
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Hair all over the place
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They say she¡¯s a disgrace
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But they don¡¯t know
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If she¡¯s drinkin¡¯ a lot
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And if she says that she¡¯s not
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Is she able to stop?
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Well I don¡¯t know
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REPEAT CHORUS
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SHE HAD IT ALL
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| Eleanor McEvoy |
