Текст песни Jeannie C. Riley - Sippin' Shirley Thompson
Sippin' Shirley Thompson is a gas
Anytime you see her
You can always count on Shirley for a glass
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
Sippin' Shirley Thompson doesn't care
She's 39 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
Sippin' Shirley Thompson is a pal
An ordinary woman
Who'll 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...
