You say you want more man time More Sunday Football with the boys More spittin' mudtire four wheel toys well ain't that something
Cause I'd say your doing fine What's four am on your deer lease? Whats 18 holes 5 times a week, boy that aint' nothing And baby you're lucky I'm so sweet Cause I'm gonna give you what you need
How's about a night with the big bright stars You can rough it, let's see how tough you are Yah and in your dreams, you can have those things you've been beggin' me for Cause I'm locking you out tonight You're sleepin on the porch
I bet your cursing my name now but baby why are you so mad I thought you wanted this so bad a little time to yourself
So honey take a load off And grab a rock for your pillow and count your blessings cause lord knows that you've been mistreated no need to thank me tonight you've got the rest of your life
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You still wanting that man time Cause I might let you back in this bed if you can get it through your head you hit the lottery And baby you've got it all!