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Текст: Adam Brand. Love Away the Night.

You're always in the fridge or on the phone
How the hell would you know you're never home
I go to work, to keep this family fed
Good try pal but you won't even get out of bed

I can't believe you spent that much on shoes
Look I got them on sale and you'll never know the money I save you
So I suppose you bought a bag, a dress and a hat
Well, you've got your race car want to talk about that

You look so damn cute when you get mad
It melts away my troubled heart and you don't seem so bad
When I see that twinkle in your eye
We take the phone off the hook and put the kids to bed
Forget what we said and love away the night

You're always on the couch watching football
Bring me a beer and keep it down, will ya
I don't want to miss the score just like you missed our anniversary
Well, I'm sorry babe, but you should have reminded me

You drive me insane
Babe, don't ever change
I like you that way