Boot Cut Jeans

He wasn't raised under city lights Just hanging out was a Friday night It was young love in the summertime It never lasts forever He had his boot cut jeans and a beat up truck He had his daddy's bad temper when he's down on his luck All the things I used to hate about you I sure do miss right now So baby baby Come home to me We can work it all out Come home to me We don't have to scream and shout Come home to me We can burn this house down And put it back together I miss you boot cut jeans and your beat up truck I miss your daddy's bad temper when he's down on his luck All the things I used to hate about you I sure do miss right now I wanna go back in time I miss the days when you were mine Sneaking out on a Friday night When being bad just felt so right I miss you boot cut jeans and your beat up truck I miss your daddy's bad temper when he's down on his luck All the things I used to hate about you I sure do miss right now Sometimes I get in my car wanna drive to you Throw myself at your feet what do I gotta do I bought a couple cold beers What have you got to lose Just to hear me out It had been such a mess since you left me alone You've been screening my calls Baby pick up the phone I left the door unlocked and the porch light on So baby, baby just Come home to me We can work it all out Come home to me We don't have to scream and shout Come home to me We can burn this house down And put it back together I miss you boot cut jeans and your beat up truck I miss your daddy's bad temper when he's down on his luck All the things I used to hate about you I sure do miss right now