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You say you want more man time
More Sunday Football with the boys
More spittin' mudtire four wheel toys well ain't that something

Cause I'd say your doing fine
What's four am on your deer lease?
Whats 18 holes 5 times a week, boy that aint' nothing
And baby you're lucky I'm so sweet
Cause I'm gonna give you what you need

How's about a night with the big bright stars
You can rough it, let's see how tough you are
Yah and in your dreams, you can have those things
you've been beggin' me for
Cause I'm locking you out tonight
You're sleepin on the porch

I bet your cursing my name now
but baby why are you so mad
I thought you wanted this so bad
a little time to yourself

So honey take a load off
And grab a rock for your pillow
and count your blessings cause lord knows
that you've been mistreated
no need to thank me tonight
you've got the rest of your life

Chorus

You still wanting that man time
Cause I might let you back in this bed
if you can get it through your head
you hit the lottery
And baby you've got it all!

Chorus

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