"The Porch" Lyrics

You say you want more man time
More Sunday football with the boys
More spitting mud tire four wheel toys
Well ain't that something?
Cause I'd say you're doing fine
What's four AM on your deer lease
What's 18 holes five times a week
Boy, that ain't nothing

But baby you're lucky I'm so sweet
Cause I'm gonna give you what you need

How's about a night with the big bright stars
You can rough it, let's see how tough you are
Yeah and in your dreams
You can have those things
You've been begging me for
Cause I'm locking you out tonight
You're sleeping on the porch

I bet you're cursing my name now
But baby why are you so mad?
I thought you wanted this so bad
A little time to yourself
So honey take a load off
And grab a rock for you pillow
Count your blessings cause lord knows
That you've been mistreated

No need to thank me tonight
You've got the rest of your life

How's about a night with the big bright stars
You can rough it, let's see how tough you are
Yeah and in your dreams
You can have those things
You've been begging me for
Cause I'm locking you out tonight
You're sleeping on the porch

You still wanting that man time?
Cause I might let you back in this bed
If you can get it through your head
You hit the lottery
And baby, you got it all

Or do you need another night with the big bright stars
You can rough it, let's see how tough you are
Yeah and in your dreams
You can have those things
You've been begging me for
Cause I'm locking you out tonight
I'm locking you out tonight
I'm locking you out tonight
You're sleeping on the porch