Beg

Let me express my feelings Let me tell you a true tale So, my husband has a "gift" One I can't quite tell He has his sly fox ways Of getting what he wants For if it isn't his way His ways are full of taunts He begs and begs and pleads Honey, baby, dear I want to hold you close tonight I want to feel you near Sometimes I say ok But others it's too hot But before the night is over I end up in his spot How is that he could argue with me after such a night Over a piece of paper That was strictly in HIS sight I know he has bad days Trust me, I have mine too I guess he can make it up to me "Somehow" we'll make it through -Miranda Lambert-