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BRAD PAISLEY >> Merchandise Links
BRAD PAISLEY
Well I'll never forget the first time that I heard that pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into but she covered her mouth and her face got red and she just looked so darn cute That I couldn't Even act like I was mad Yeah I live for little moments like that That's like just last year on my birthday She lost all track of time and burnt the cake And every smoke detector in the house was going off And she was just about to cry until I took her in my arms And I tried not To let her see me laugh Yeah I live for little moments like that I know she's not perfect but she tries so hard for me And I thank God that she isn't cause how boring would that be It's the little imperfections It's the sudden change of plans when she misreads the directions and we're lost but holding hands Yeah I live for little moments like that When she's layin on my shoulder on the sofa in the dark and about the time she falls asleep so does my right arm and I want so bad to move it cause it's tingling and it's numb she looks so much like an angel that I don't wanna wake her up yeah I live for little moments when she steals my heart again and doesn't even know it Yeah I live for little moments like that
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