"Sippin' Shirley Thompson" lyrics

Sippin' Shirley Thompson is a gas
Anytime you see her, you can always count on Shirley for a blast
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 thirty-eight and feelin' fine and not much up to going anywhere
Her husband is a Bible salesman and at thirty-nine, 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 can 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
Anytime you see her, you can always count on Shirley for a blast
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