Shiner

One winged angels can’t fly
So she spins around wondering why
Everything hit the skids
Was it something she did
He’s a one woman man
With a glass of beer in his hand
There’s a phone in the hall
Ringing right off the wall

When she still lived at home
He’d say honey I’m dry as a bone
Every time he got parched
She’d grab that jar and dart
Across the hot blacktop
To a faucet of cold Shiner Bock
It don’t work anymore
Now he goes to the store

Chorus:
She’s a red headed master plan
Wasting her time on a wasted man
He’s running from the mess he made
She’s wondering if she should’ve stayed

Old men do love their booze
It must give them something they can use
To see things their own way
I’m OK, you’re OK
She believed it for a time
Now she knows it’s just a drunkard’s line
So she turned a deaf ear
Hears what she wants to hear

Chorus:
She’s a red headed master plan
Wasting her time on a wasted man
He’s running from the mess he made
She’s wondering if she should’ve stayed

Bridge:
Memories make good drinking companions
They know all your secrets
They’ve heard all your lies
Yesterday’s your friend when the bed is empty
It feels like a lover
Who sleeps on your side

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