Tim McGraw & Faith Hill - The Bed We Made lyrics

The dishes are clean in the kitchen There ain't no dirt on the floor The laundry's all done washing There ain't no honey do list no more The sugar bowl is off in the sugar The car has been washed and waxed The roses have all been watered It's damn near perfect on the colder sad song Let's go make a mess of The bed we made this morning Like the room's been hit by a hurricane Throw those pillows on the hardwood And tangle those sheets up real good Let's go make a mess of Make a mess of the bed we made I'm talking candlewax on the dresser Have spilled empty bottle of wine A trail of clothes down the hallway Pick it tomorrow but baby tonight… Let's go make a mess of The bed we made this morning Like the room's been hit by a hurricane Throw those pillows on the hardwood And tangle those sheets up real good Let's go make a mess of Make a mess of the bed we made So you go and pull back the covers I'll go and pull down the shades Let's go make a mess of The bed we made this morning Like the room's been hit by a hurricane Throw those pillows on the hardwood And tangle those sheets up real good Let's go make a mess of Make a mess of the bed we made Let's go make, let's go make, make a mess of the bed Make a mess of the bed we made Let's go make, let's go make, make a mess of the bed Make a mess of the bed we made