Count the Beers

Well the lipstick on this coffee cup

Ain't your shade of red

And the perfume on the pillow on

Your side of the bed

Ain't the kind you used to wear

But you said you don't love me

And she said, she don't care

She likes the sad songs

I play all night long

She never turns them off

Just sings along

She likes the big screen

And the home team

And won't sang up all my chicken

And my baked beans

It might not be a love like

Our love was but

Girl, that's alright

'Cause she don't count the beers

I drink at night

She don't make me

Want to stay in bed

When Monday rolls around

And she don't have that touch

That sends me ten feet off the ground

Like you used to

Yeah, believe me, man

She's something

But, baby, she ain't you

She likes the sad songs

I play all night long

She never turns them off

Just sings along

She likes the big screen

And the home team

And won't sang up all my chicken

And my baked beans

It might not be a love like

Our love was but

Girl, that's alright, yeah

'Cause she don't count the beers

I drink at night

She's all that I never thought I'd find

Yeah, but she can't get you off my mind

She likes the sad songs

I play all night long

She never turns them off

Just sings along

She likes the big screen

And the home team

And won't sang up all my chicken

And my baked beans

It might not be a love like

Our love was but

Girl, that's alright, yeah

'Cause she don't count the beers

I drink at night

Yeah, she don't count the beers

I drink at night