worn and haggard
weathered and torn
drug through the keyhole of that back door
blood shot red behind these shades
i look like hell
yes
i've seen better days
and then those loving arms--they pull me back in
and there you go
baby
yeah
making me look good again
i'm rust on a barbed wire
i'm dust on a chrome yeah
yes i'm the heart that bleeds in an old country song
and then those loving arms--they pull me back in
and there you go
baby
yeah
making me look good again
leather and lace
denim and pearls
whiskey and wine
they go just fine
like you and me
girl
when you smile at me and say
there ain't no better place
than you'd rather be than right here loving me
standing in that kitchen
it's been a long day at work
and she slips her hands right under my shirt
oh
with those loving arms she pulls me back in
and there you go
baby
yeah
making me look good again
there you go
baby
making me look good again