Some claim all their troubles slipped away
The minute they met their lover's eyes
And while we admit that it's a lovely sentiment
Somehow what they are selling, we can't buy
'Because I barely got one good pocket
To hold the dough that I don't have
And a PHD ain't what you'll see on this ol' CV
(Unless it's for wracking up tabs)
We're so far behind the times
Dear, I fear we're being lapped
But as long as I am keeping pace with that beautiful face
What the hell do I care about some track?
'Cause oh, we fight for each other, lover
A salute to you is raised every day, my baby
I'm feeling so blessed to go to war with the best
Oh, we say yes to the mess
My family's a three-ringed circus
And our pad, it lacks that five-star feel
But everything's relative, or an expletive and I'll be damned if we
Didn't land one hell of a deal
So all I ask is you vow
50 years of Saturday nights
On our couch, where we'll meet,
Buried under the sheets and the finest of cheap, screw-top wines
'Cause oh, we fight for each other, lover
A salute to you is raised every day, my baby
I'm feeling so blessed to go to war with the best
Oh, we say yes to the mess
Oh, we say yes to the mess
You know my darlin', since I've met you
Everything and nothing has changed
As the storm clouds still come circlin' round this range
But babe what's made all the difference
Is saddlin' up at your side
So as long as we're on the same trail
(And I'm following that tail)
Honey, I'm in for the ride
'Cause oh, we fight for each other, lover
A salute to you is raised every day, my baby
I'm feeling so blessed to go to war with the best
Oh, we say yes to the mess, darlin'
Oh, we say yes to the mess, darlin'
Oh, we say yes to the mess
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Some claim all their troubles slipped away
The minute they met their lover's eyes
And while we admit that it's a lovely sentiment
Somehow what they are selling, we can't buy
'Because I barely got one good pocket
To hold the dough that I don't have
And a PHD ain't what you'll see on this ol' CV
(Unless it's for wracking up tabs)
We're so far behind the times
Dear, I fear we're being lapped
But as long as I am keeping pace with that beautiful face
What the hell do I care about some track?
'Cause oh, we fight for each other, lover
A salute to you is raised every day, my baby
I'm feeling so blessed to go to war with the best
Oh, we say yes to the mess
My family's a three-ringed circus
And our pad, it lacks that five-star feel
But everything's relative, or an expletive and I'll be damned if we
Didn't land one hell of a deal
So all I ask is you vow
50 years of Saturday nights
On our couch, where we'll meet,
Buried under the sheets and the finest of cheap, screw-top wines
'Cause oh, we fight for each other, lover
A salute to you is raised every day, my baby
I'm feeling so blessed to go to war with the best
Oh, we say yes to the mess
Oh, we say yes to the mess
You know my darlin', since I've met you
Everything and nothing has changed
As the storm clouds still come circlin' round this range
But babe what's made all the difference
Is saddlin' up at your side
So as long as we're on the same trail
(And I'm following that tail)
Honey, I'm in for the ride
'Cause oh, we fight for each other, lover
A salute to you is raised every day, my baby
I'm feeling so blessed to go to war with the best
Oh, we say yes to the mess, darlin'
Oh, we say yes to the mess, darlin'
Oh, we say yes to the mess
The minute they met their lover's eyes
And while we admit that it's a lovely sentiment
Somehow what they are selling, we can't buy
'Because I barely got one good pocket
To hold the dough that I don't have
And a PHD ain't what you'll see on this ol' CV
(Unless it's for wracking up tabs)
We're so far behind the times
Dear, I fear we're being lapped
But as long as I am keeping pace with that beautiful face
What the hell do I care about some track?
'Cause oh, we fight for each other, lover
A salute to you is raised every day, my baby
I'm feeling so blessed to go to war with the best
Oh, we say yes to the mess
My family's a three-ringed circus
And our pad, it lacks that five-star feel
But everything's relative, or an expletive and I'll be damned if we
Didn't land one hell of a deal
So all I ask is you vow
50 years of Saturday nights
On our couch, where we'll meet,
Buried under the sheets and the finest of cheap, screw-top wines
'Cause oh, we fight for each other, lover
A salute to you is raised every day, my baby
I'm feeling so blessed to go to war with the best
Oh, we say yes to the mess
Oh, we say yes to the mess
You know my darlin', since I've met you
Everything and nothing has changed
As the storm clouds still come circlin' round this range
But babe what's made all the difference
Is saddlin' up at your side
So as long as we're on the same trail
(And I'm following that tail)
Honey, I'm in for the ride
'Cause oh, we fight for each other, lover
A salute to you is raised every day, my baby
I'm feeling so blessed to go to war with the best
Oh, we say yes to the mess, darlin'
Oh, we say yes to the mess, darlin'
Oh, we say yes to the mess
Writer: Kerr Smith
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