The Highballers
The Highballers - Better Man lyrics
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She's my soft skinned lady A little bit crazy And she knows the words To all those Steve Miller songs She's my sexy lady She loves her babies And she don't suffer fools for any man around Well she ain't perfect But she'd like to be She cusses like a sailor Wears her emotions on her sleeve And she makes a better man of me She deserves much better Than what I have given her Still she smiles at me Even when I'm wrong So I sing about her I can't live without her Try to fit her life Into the words of a song Well she ain't perfect But she'd like to be She cusses like a sailor Wears her emotions on her sleeve And she makes a better man of me I sit around and play my guitar While she's barefoot on the hardwood floor I can't stand how much she means to me, yeah. Well she ain't perfect But she'd like to be She cusses like a sailor Wears her emotions on her sleeve And she makes a better man of me And she makes a better man of me.