We lost the power last night And can barely make the rent No food no money and a pile of bills Please excuse me while I vent The rain keeps falling The grass keeps on growing Even the dog has a bone to pick So we close the blinds As we close our minds Maybe a vodka will do the trick But tomorrow's a new day Can't get much worse it would seem Life's what you make it And I'm "living the dream"!
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Debbie Stevensİ
Deliberately Debbieİ