Well, sometimes I wish bought the kind That out into a bed But it ain't too bad if you lay on your And use the for you head
Yeah, the are sprung and the center sags And the stuffing is out But it's times like these, she ain't happy me I thank God for this old
Yeah, right about now, as P.O.'ed As I've ever her be And pillow and blanket and a mighty dirty look Tells me where I'm gonna
I learned a long time ago, say nothing And soon, she'll down And a little bit of luck, we'll kiss and make up Sitting right here on this old
Yeah, this old couch is a pretty safe While she blows off a steam Well, she's mad as hell but that's She ain't rid of me
'Cause there no quitting, just forgiving and forgetting That's what about And we both know, never go no further Than this old
It might take minutes or take five days It really all On how it takes for the begging and the pleading To start soaking in
Yeah, and one of these days, I'm learn Not to stick my big in my big mouth Yeah, and maybe then I have to spend So much alone, yeah, right
Yeah, this old couch is a pretty place While she off a little steam Well, she's mad as but that's alright She ain't rid of me
'Cause there no quitting, just forgiving and forgetting Yeah, that's what love's Yeah, and we both know, never go no further Than old couch, yeah, this old couch
Yeah, one potato, two potato, three potato, potato I'm a couch "Hey honey, you mad? I'm sorry, a lot"