| She asked for her mama’s bathrobe
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| And a pot of potato soup
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| She’s gonna dry out this time if it kills her
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| She wants the whole family in the loop
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| She can outsmart death like a stuntman
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| She’s a cat with 99 lives
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| She’s my heroin addict sister
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| And I’ve known her all my life
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| SHE’S MY HEROIN ADDICT SISTER
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| AND I HATE TO SEE HER GO
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| AND I HATE TO SEE HER HOLDIN ON
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| AT THE END OF THE SAME OLE ROPE
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| She pushes a tiny needle
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| It’s like the devil’s DNA
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| It takes her somewhere she’s just gotta go
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| But can’t afford to stay
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| She stripped for a while in Connecticut
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| Got married at least 5 times
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| Every one of them men was crazy about her
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| So she married a couple of em twice
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| She’s a certified underwater welder
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| She can cook, clean, and crochet
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| She can flash a smile from her sweet weary soul
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| That’ll melt all your doubts away
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| SHE’S MY HEROIN ADDICT SISTER
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| AND I HATE TO SEE HER GO
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| AND I HATE TO SEE HER HOLDIN ON
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| AT THE END OF THE SAME OLE ROPE
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| She’s high at the homeless shelter
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| When she’s had it out with my niece
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| She don’t notice the holes in her clothes
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| Or perverted Orlando police
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| I’ve been so mad I wanted to kill her
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| So worried I had to cry
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| Such crazy stories I can’t help but laugh
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| So scared of when she’s gonna die
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| She called outside of Atlanta
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| Been dodging them big ole trucks
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| Ya know she cleaned up in Tennessee one time before
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| She just needs a couple hundred bucks
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| And she just needs to be with us
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| We all say thank God mama
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| Ain’t here to go through it this time
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| She’s in heaven telling them Macon County cops
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| Better give her baby a ride
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| And they got to her just in time
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| SHE’S MY HEROINE ADDICT SISTER
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| AND I HATE TO SEE HER GO
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| AND I HATE TO SEE HER HOLDIN ON
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| AT THE END OF THE SAME OLE ROPE
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| AT THE END OF THE SAME OLE ROPE
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| ALWAYS AT THE END OF HER ROPE |