Oh, sounds real good.
If I could be anywhere with anyone,
you'd know exactly where I'd be.
Under the covers waiting for the sun to rise,
your head on the pillow next to me.
Yeah.
Mmm, mmm.
In and out.
Your feet propped up on that kitchen chair,
morning paper scattered all around you.
Coffee brewing on that cast iron stove,
and the pleasure of just knowing that you're mine.
Well, I love the way you look.
I love the way you feel.
And the way you roll your eyes at the kisses that I steal.
Love the way you stare when you're staring right at me.
I just love your company.
Oh, yes, I do.
Mmm.
Arm in arm on some spring sidewalk bay,
laughing just because it feels so right.
Wrapped up all in the blankets on cozy by the fire.
As long as you're here close enough to touch.
I love the way you look.
I love the way you feel.
And the way you roll your eyes at the kisses that I steal.
Love the way you stare when you're staring right at me.
And I just love your company.
I love the way you look.
I love the way you smell.
And I love your pretty eyes and the lies they never tell.
I love the way you stare when you're staring right at me.
And I just love your company.
Luba.
If you don't cook for me,
you're out of the door.
You're everything to me, but you know what?
I just want to say thank you for
buying this amazing Keith Urban album.
And now, Ken Chesnut's album.
Thank you, goodbye.
They're not that expensive.