Sunday, October 16, 2005
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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
Well that's just like last year on my birthday/
She lost all track of time and burnt the cake
And every smoke detector in the house was goin' off/
And she was just about the 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 in plans/
When she misreads the directions and we're lost but holdin' 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 tinglin' and it's numb/
But 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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