Gizelle de Guzman - Raise a Glass

Mama told me, “don’t talk, just walk pretty”
Boys will take a chance
Better put your big girl stance
Scratch that ticket, tell me when you win it
We don’t need it but
Her gambling hands are burning hot
And when I got my heart broken, she said
Dust it off and raise a glass
No need for little conversations
Don’t you stomp your feet
Better move on and raise a glass
Just gotta from this lesson
It’s just a feat
Papa taught me how to get my hands dirty (That's right)
I can fix a car or take a drag out a cigar
(And we sure like our whiskey)
But when I got my heart broken, he said
Dust it off and raise a glass
No need for little conversations
Don’t you stomp your feet
Better move on and raise a glass
Just gotta from this lesson
It’s just a feat
It’s just the way that I was brought up
We raise it, we drink up, we laugh, and live, and love
Yeah, that’s the way that I was brought up
May be wrong to you but we laugh, and live, and love so
Dust it off and raise a glass
No need for little conversations
Don’t you stomp your feet
Better move on and raise a glass
Just gotta from this lesson
Dust it off and raise a glass
No need for little conversations
Don’t you stomp your feet
Better move on and raise a glass
Just gotta from this lesson
It’s just a feat

Written by:
Gizelle de Guzman

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