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