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You say you want more man time More Sunday football with the boys More spitting mud tire four wheel toys Well ain't that something? Cause I'd say you're doing fine What's four AM on your deer lease What's 18 holes five times a week Boy, that ain't nothing But 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 Yeah and in your dreams You can have those things You've been begging me for Cause I'm locking you out tonight You're sleeping on the porch I bet you're 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 you pillow 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 How's about a night with the big bright stars You can rough it, let's see how tough you are Yeah and in your dreams You can have those things You've been begging me for Cause I'm locking you out tonight You're sleeping on the porch 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 got it all Or do you need another night with the big bright stars You can rough it, let's see how tough you are Yeah and in your dreams You can have those things You've been begging me for Cause I'm locking you out tonight I'm locking you out tonight I'm locking you out tonight You're sleeping on the porch |