Aaron Tippin - This Old Couch lyrics

Well, sometimes I wish we'd bought the kind That folds out into a bed But it ain't too bad if you lay on your side And use the armrest for you head Yeah, the springs are sprung and the center sags And the stuffing is sticking out But it's times like these she ain't happy with me I thank God for this old couch Yeah, right about now she's as P.O.'ed As I've ever seen her be And this pillow and blanket and a mighty dirty look Tells me where I'm gonna sleep I learned a long time ago don't say nothing and soon she'll simmer down And with a little bit of luck we'll kiss and make up Sitting right here on this old couch CHORUS Yeah, this old couch is a pretty safe place while she blows off a little steam Well she's mad as hell but that's alright She ain't getting rid of me 'Cause there ain't no quitting Just fogiving and forgetting That's what love's about and we both know I'll never go no further Than this old couch It might take five minutes, take five days It really all depends On how long it takes for the begging and the pleading To finally start soaking in Yeah, one of these days I'm gonna learn Not to stick my big foot in my big mouth Yeah, and maybe then I won't have to spend so much time along Yeah, Right - ,br> REPEAT CHORUS Yeah, this old couch,br> Yeah, one potato, two potato, three potato, four potato I'm a couch potato "Hey honey, you still mad?" I'm sorry...A Lot!"