Tate Stevens - "Can't Get Nothin' Done"

Got a zero-turn John Deere
Gased up sitting right here
Cup holder, cold beer, in case I get hot
Five-gallon can of paint
And a picket fence calling my name
Old truck in the driveway sure needs a wash

Then you come walking
I can't help but stop and stare
You give me that look, you know that look
Like, baby, come over here
Just one kiss, maybe one more
Baby, next thing you know
We're sitting on a swing doing our thing
While the sun disappears
It's no wonder I can't nothin' done 'round here

All my friends come by
See that grass knee-high
Bet they're all wondering why
I'd let it get like that
I bet they think I'm lazy, oh, if they saw you, baby
Smiling at me that way, maybe they'd understand

Then you come walking
I can't help but stop and stare
You give me that look, you know that look
Like, baby, come over here
Just one kiss, maybe one more
Baby, next thing you know
We're sitting on a swing doing our thing
While the sun disappears
It's no wonder I can't nothin' done 'round here

Oh I love wasting my time like this
Never crossing nothing off my list

Then you come walking
I can't help but stop and stare
You give me that look, you know that look
Like, baby, come over here
Just one kiss, maybe one more
Baby, next thing you know
We're sitting on a swing doing our thing
While the sun disappears
It's no wonder I can't nothin' done 'round here

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