| Well I’ll never forget the first time that I heard
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| that pretty mouth say that dirty word
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| And I can’t even remember now
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| what she backed my truck into
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| but she covered her mouth
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| and her face got red
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| and she just looked so darn cute
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| That I couldn’t
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| Even act like
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| I was mad
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| Yeah I live for
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| little moments
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| like that
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| That’s like just last year on my birthday
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| She lost all track of time and burnt the cake
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| And every smoke detector
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| in the house was going off
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| And she was just about to cry until I took her in my arms
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| And I tried not
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| To let her see
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| me laugh
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| Yeah I live for
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| little moments
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| like that
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| I know she’s not perfect but she tries so hard for me And I thank God that she isn’t
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| cause how boring would that be It’s the little imperfections
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| It’s the sudden change of plans
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| when she misreads the directions
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| and we’re lost but holding hands
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| Yeah I live for little moments like that
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| When she’s layin on my shoulder
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| on the sofa in the dark
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| and about the time she falls asleep
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| so does my right arm
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| and I want so bad to move it cause it’s tingling and it’s numb
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| she looks so much like an angel
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| that I don’t wanna wake her up yeah I live for little moments
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| when she steals my heart again and doesn’t even know it Yeah I live for little moments like that |