Makin’ Me Look Good Again

Worn and haggard, weathered and torn Drug through the keyhole of that back door Blood shot red behind these shades I look like hell, I've seen better days And 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 a barbed wire, I'm dust on a chrome Oh 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 (come on) 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 well there ain't no better place Than you'd rather be than right here loving me Say yeah, oh Standing in that kitchen, it's been a long day at work Then she slips her hands right under my shirt Oh with those loving arms she pulls me back in Oh there you go, baby, yeah Oh making me look good again Oh there you go, baby Making me look good again