Makin’ Me Look Good Again

Worn and haggard, weathered and torn Drug through the keyhole of that back door Blood shot red behind these shades I look like hell, yes, I've seen better days And then those loving arms they pull me back in And there you go, baby, yeah, making me look good again I'm rust on a barbed wire, I'm dust on a chrome yeah Yes I'm the heart that bleeds in an old country song And then those loving arms they pull me back in And there you go, baby, yeah, making me look good again Leather and lace, denim and pearls, Whiskey and wine, they go just fine, like you and me, girl When you smile at me and say, there ain't no better place Than you'd rather be than right here loving me Standing in that kitchen, it's been a long day at work Then you slip those hands right under my shirt Oh with those loving arms you pull me back in And there you go, baby, yeah, making me look good again There you go, baby, making me look good again