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Lady Whiskey, such a sad sight, stumblin' as she walks.
She even hates herself sometimes.
Keep her clear, for it's Saturday night.
Drowns her sorrow, eases her pain,
Waits for tomorrow, when she'll do the same again.
Lady Whiskey's got a man, her man is just like her -
