It’s later than normal, so I’m not going to say a whole lot about this song. You can probably guess why I like it. It’s so sweet. It’s closer to the old school country songs, the ones that don’t refer to woman as “Pretty Little Thing,” for example.
I just love it.
As good as it gets
No, that ain’t where it is
It’s at 2 am when she’s reaching over
Faded tee shirt hanging off her shoulder
Or dressed up with her hair down in a ball gown
Yep, yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she’s there, that’s where
Yep, yep, that’s where it’s at
It doesn’t get much sweeter than that.