Image Of Me
(Howard)
Yes I know she's the life of the
party
and without her things here would die
Oh but don't be fooled by her laughter
She has her sad times, she knows how to
cry
She drinks and she talks just a
little too loud
and with her black gown she hangs around
with any old crowd
Yes I know I'm to blame and I feel so
ashamed
that I made her the image of me
I met her in a little country town
She was settled and old-fashioned in
some ways
But she loved me till I dragged her down
Then she just gave up and drifted away
From the "Burrito Deluxe" LP
A & M Records
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