I can smell that fresh coffee beginning to brew
From the swing on this deck with a heck of a view
Of the sun burning steam off the lake
And the dew off the ground
The weatherman's calling for clear
Asking bee and I believe that he's right
'Cause my stubborn left knee was feeling awful dang good
And that's just what I'm needing right now
So don't bring me the paper, don't turn on the news
If fiddle fire me up, keep it away from my fuse
If the world's going to hell, let it go, I'll just blow it a kiss
Don't wanna think about things like that on days like this
Some days are just made for a big change of plans
So bring me your body and baby, let's dance
You're all that I want on my mind, in my hands right now
Right now, baby
So don't bring me the paper, don't turn on the news
If fiddle fire me up, keep it away from my fuse
If the world's going to hell, let it go, I'll blow it a kiss
Don't wanna think about things like that on days like this
No, don't bring me the paper, don't turn on the news
If fiddle fire me up, keep it away from my fuse
If the world's going to hell, let it go, I'll blow it a kiss
Don't wanna think about things like that on days like this
Days like this
Not today, baby
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