Grandma Smith Said a Curious Thing Lyrics

I have driven down
The road of the drowning
I have driven down
The road of the burning
But I have found my hold on
The road of no returning
I spend my lifetime
Suffering the company of fools
Always showing they have the job
With all the wrong tools
Grandma Smith said a curious thing
Boys must whistle, girls must sing
You've got me mistaken for
Someone who gives a s***
Do whatever you want to the girl
I will stay right here and sit
Just because I said I would
That don't mean that I will
Did you see that I got more on my hands
Then just time to kill
Come on Jesus, be my...
But f*** with me, and I...
...
With m************
I am a mother
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