Makin’ Me Look Good Again

Worn and haggard, weathered and torn

Drug through the keyhole of that back door

Blood-shot and red, behind these shades

I look like hell, I've seen better days

Then, those loving arms

They pull me back in

Oh,there you go, baby, yeah

Oh, making me look good again

I'm rust on the barbed wire, I'm dust on the chrome

I'm the heart that bleeds in an old country song

Then, those loving arms

They pull me back in

Oh, there you go, baby, yeah

Oh, 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 that you'd rather be

Than right here, loving me

Yeah, oh

Standin' 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

Oh, there you go, baby, yeah

Making me look good again

Oh, there you go, baby

Making me look good, again