Thursday, September 22, 2005

• Currently Listening Mud on the Tires By Brad Paisley see related

  Wow, its before 11 and i have my hw done and i might get some sleep tongiht. Well not much happened today, james messed up his finger in a door. It was arms day and that always makes me happy, u gotta love swelling. lol. my stomach was killin me all day.  I went to dinner at tuscany's tonight with mrs ko, and ms s, it was fun and the food was pretty good. umm what else. oh we got the yearbooks, well i got mine last night but i wasnt spossed to tell anyone, there is not a single decent picture of me, oh and the basketball page that i worked on for 1 1/2 months still had a bunch of lines inbetwwenn the pics urgh. w/e. the confusion i thikn is gettin figured out, maybe not he way i wanted it to but ill live. got a half day tomrow and im spossed to do decoratoins all afternoon, what fun. but i think most my friends are goin to buckley so im gonna be bored, so give me a call. ok goin to bed at a decent hour
  
  

  Well i'll never forget the first time 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
  Yea i live for little moments like that
  
  Well that's like just 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 to cry till i took her in my arms
  And i tried not to let her see me laugh
  Yea i live for little moments like that
  
  I kno shes 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 holding hands
  Yea 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 tingling and it's numb
  But she looks so much like an angel that i don't want to wake her up
  Yea i live for little moments when she steals my heart again and doesn't even kno it
  Yea i live for little moments like that

  well that was the kinda soft one and this one jsut fits

  Moonlight on a duck blind
  Catfish on a trot line
  Sun sets about nine this time of year
  We can throw a blanket down
  Crickets singin' in the background
  And more stars than you can count on a night this clear
  
  I tell you what we need to do is grab a sleepin' bag or two
  And build us a little campfire
  And then with a little luck we might just get stuck
  Let's get a little mud on the tires
  

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