might get lucky

i'll chase the kids around the yard all afternoon

put away the dishes so she don't have to

fix the screen door on the porch like i said i'd do

tell her i don't know how you do it baby when i'm gone

dance her 'round the kitchen to a george strait song

sneak a kiss on the back of the neck like we were alone

and if i'm right on the money

you know i might get lucky

there's a window of opportunity between

when the kids are tucked in and a half glass of chardonnay

she knows what i'm thinking reads me like a book

but the key to get a second look

and a come here honey

is treat her right in the daylight

and i might get lucky

well i work out on the road and it wears us thin

she wonders when i'm leaving even when i'm walking in

so we set aside time to get to know each other again

and if i play my cards right

i know it sounds kind of funny

but i might get lucky

someday she might wake up and see

she's way out of my league

but then again

maybe she won't

you know i might get lucky

i might get lucky

i might get lucky

i might get lucky