Hot Meal Songtext

lost myself in eating
when usually it's drinking
perhaps I should be thinking
of some way to get back
as always I made mistakes
I had more than I could take
and nobody's satisfied
everyone prefers it fried

had myself a hot meal
slipped into my high heels
got out, got made
not respected, well paid

late at night and I'm drunk
there's a spot here where I sunk
here's another where I tried
there's another I denied

had myself a hot meal
slipped into my high heels
got out, got made
not respected, well paid
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