Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bottle by My Bed, artist - Sunny Sweeney. Album song Trophy, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 09.03.2017
Record label: Aunt Daddy
Song language: English
Bottle by My Bed |
All my friends are raisin' babies, I’m still raisin' Cain |
They must think because I’ve waited that I don’t want the same |
Their days are spent changing diapers, they think mine are so exciting |
Running off to where the light are so much brighter |
It’s an empty room at the top of the stairs |
Watching the evening news with a couple of beers |
I only call my husband baby because I love the word |
Never wanted something so bad that it hurts |
Even give up these damned old cigarettes |
If I could have a bottle by my bed |
My only bedtime story is a People magazine |
I’d rather be in a carpool lane than this big cold limousine |
I’d trade every pair of high heel shoes for a high chair in the dining room |
Don’t even know you yet but I know I love you |
It’s an empty room at the top of the stairs |
Watching the evening news with a couple of beers |
I only call my husband baby because I love the word |
Never wanted something so bad that it hurts |
Even give up these damned old cigarettes |
If I could have a bottle by my bed |
We wait, we wait |
It’ll be our turn someday |
Spend a lot of afternoons daydreaming 'bout you |
Right now our mortgage is the only thing that’s due |
It’s an empty room at the top of the stairs |
Watching the evening news with a couple of beers |
I only call my husband baby because I love the word |
Never wanted something so bad that it hurts |
Even give up these damned old cigarettes |
If I could have a bottle by my bed |
We wait |