Brad Paisley Cover Girl

Page three of the County Tribune

There’s a story about the fair and a picture of you

In black and white, blue ribbon, best in show

Already know what happens now

The editor of Vogue rolls through town

Sees that picture, tracks you down

And the next thing you know

They’re gonna put you on the cover, girl

And you outshine them other girls

And everybody will discover, girl

What I already know

There ain’t another girl

Anywhere in the whole world

As pretty as you

The only trouble, girl

Is that you’d have to go

And blow your cover, girl

Before long, the secret’s out

And there’s paparazzi outside your house

And peace and quiet and going out

That’s a thing of the past

Red carpet, you’re lookin’ hot

And I think I am too but I guess I’m not

‘Cause it’s “Hey hillbilly, get outta the shot”

As the cameras flash

As they put you on the cover, girl

And you outshine them other girls

And everybody will discover, girl

What I already know

Nah, there ain’t another girl

Anywhere in the whole world

As pretty as you

The only trouble girl

Is that you’d have to go

And blow your cover, girl

They’re gonna put you on the cover, girl

And them other girls

Will discover, girl

What I already, I already know

There ain’t another girl

Anywhere in the whole world

As pretty as you

The only trouble, girl

Is that you’d have to go

And blow your cover, girl

Brad Paisley Toothbrush

Love starts with a toothbrush,

A Bic razor and a Dixie cup

A little splash of aftershave,

Before you leave for that first date

See stars in both your eyes

After that long kiss goodnight

Forever starts with a suitcase,

A Sneaking out the window getaway

To the car parked by the curb,

Gassed up for a Gatlinburg

A little chapel and a couple of rings

Will get you two toothbrushes by the bathroom sink

Everything that’s anything

Starts out as a little thing

Just needs a little time and room to grow

Step by step, day by day

It all adds up along the way

And the next thing that you know

Life starts with a little house,

A corner lot on the edge of town

A weed eater and a picket fence

You think it’s good as the getting gets

Then she wakes up feeling bad

You both wonder what’s up with that

Everything that’s anything

Starts out as a little thing

Just needs a little time and room to grow

Step by step, day by day

It all adds up along the way

And the next thing that you know

One night around eight o’clock

You scrub him down then you dry him off

You pick him up and put his little feet

On the stool by the bathroom sink

You grab the crest and the Dixie cup

It all hits you as he opens up…

Love starts with a toothbrush

Brad Paisley Last Time For Everything

Using a fake ID at a college bar

Getting caught with a girl in the backseat of a car

Running out on the field for the senior game wearing number 17

There’s a last time for everything

Like a George Strait cassette in a Pontiac

I tell ’em Super Cuts, let’s leave it long in the back

Wearing the tux at a high school gym

And she’s wearing your class ring

There’s a last time for everything

Last call, last chance

Last song, last dance

Sometimes you just don’t know when that’s gonna be

Hold me baby, give me a kiss

Like tonight is all there is

Cause there’s a last time for everything

Throwing the ball with the first dog you ever had

Spending all day on the lake with your grandad

Watching Glenn Frey sing “Already Gone” at the Forum in LA

There’s a last time for everything

Last call, last chance

Last song, last dance

Sometimes you just don’t know when that’s gonna be

Hold me baby, give me a kiss

Like tonight is all there is

Cause there’s a last time for everything

Kissing goodbye on her porch and driving away

Introducing her as your fiancee

Getting woke up at 5 am to see if Santa came

There’s a last time for everything

Biscuits and gravy at momma’s house

(Last time for everything)

Spring break on a fold out couch

(Last time for everything)

Little Jimmy on the Opry stage

(Last time for everything)

Hearing Prince sing “Purple Rain”

(Last time for everything)

(Last time for everything)

Brad Paisley Wrapped Around

Every day I clock out

And head straight to her house

We cuddle up on the couch

But it always ends the same ole way

I’m drivin’ home and it’s incredibly late

Something’s got to change, ’cause

I’ve been wrapped around her finger

Since the first time we went out

Every day and every night she’s all I think about

I need that girl beside me

When the lights go out

I think it’s time to put a ring on the finger

I’m wrapped around

Went to the bank took out a loan

Went and bought the perfect stone

Called up her dad on the phone

I’m takin’ him to dinner Sunday night

I’ve never been so nervous in my life

I want to do this right, ’cause

I’ve been wrapped around her finger

Since the first time we went out

Every day and every night she’s all I think about

I need that girl beside me

When the lights go out

I think it’s time to put a ring on the finger

I’m wrapped around

Yes sir I love her very much

I know it’s only been seven months

But that’s long enough

I’ve been wrapped around her finger

Since the first time we went out

Every day and every night she’s all I think about

I need that girl beside me

When the lights go out

I think it’s time to put a ring on the finger

I’m wrapped around

I think it’s time to put a ring on the finger

I’m wrapped around

Brad Paisley Meaning Again

Sittin’ on the interstate

The end of another day

Feeling tired, feeling beat up, feeling small

Sick of running this rat race

Coming last place

Feeling like I don’t matter at all

The I walk through the door

She says “I missed you, where ya been?”

And just like that

My life has meaning again

Sometimes work takes her away

She’s gone a couple days

I’ve overdosed on ESPN

Between reruns of sports center

One too many drive through wins

I love counting down the minutes

Till her plane comes in

And then she walks through the door

She sets her suitcase down

And then just like that

My life has meaning again

If there’s one thing

I’ve learned in this life

It’s that breathing don’t make you alive

You need a reason

Some grander scheme why you’re here

I’ve found mine

Sometimes I think

What’s the point?

This messed up world were living in

And then she smiles

It all makes sense

Yeah, just like that

My life has meaning again

Brad Paisley Pressing On A Bruise

You were a pain girl, a thorn in my side

Drove me insane girl, a white-knuckle ride

So why do I go lookin’ through old photographs

And chase you down the hallways of our checkered past

Hold on for dear life and keep the fire fed

I oughta let go but instead

It’s like I’m pressing on a bruise

To see if it still hurts

Right now that’s all I’ve got left of you

Everybody knows that just makes it worse

But still I do

I could start a new life, I could move on

I could do a drive by, and see if you’re home

Now there’s a fine, fine line between a memory

And something any shrink would call an injury

But it’s not over long as you’re still hurtin’ me

And as I turn onto your street

It’s like I’m pressing on a bruise

To see if it still hurts

Right now that’s all I’ve got left of you

Anybody knows that just makes it worse

But still I do

Still I do, still I do, still love you

But she’s the kind of girl puts your world on hold

Walk the halls and you check your phone

Gave up the ghost and the ghost keeps holdin’ on

And you run from the sun but you curse the rain

Lost the love so you nurse the pain

Goin’ on and on, singin’ that same song

But she’s gone

(I can’t let it alone)

And you get drunk on those glory days

(I can’t just let it heal)

With a broken heart and a bitter taste

(No, I can’t just let it go)

Well, you light it up as she burns you down

(I can’t just let it heal)

You’re smokin’ those memories to the ground

(Like I’m pressing on a bruise)

Yeah, that’s the thing about love and pain

They may look alike but they’re not the same

(No, I can’t just let it go)

You’ve got to let it go go go

(No, I can’t just let it heal)

Brad Paisley Runaway Train

Headlights on the ceiling as she pulls into the drive

She never says she’s coming and she never says goodbye

She’s gonna bring the sunshine and she’s gonna bring the rain

It’s like I’m standin’ at the station and I’m waitin’ on a runaway train

When I was a young’un, my mama used to pray

That I’d find me a Christian girl and settle down someday

But the devil’s at the front door and she’s calling out my name

It’s like I’m standin’ at the station and I’m waitin’ on a runaway train

Runaway train comin’ down the track

Runaway train and don’t come back

I know what she’s doing and right now I don’t care

She could be Delilah here to cut off all my hair

Woman’s got a hold on me that I just can’t explain

It’s like I’m standin’ at the station and I’m waitin’ on a runaway train

Runaway train comin’ down the track

Runaway train and don’t come back

In the morning when I wake and find that woman gone

I will swear this time that I am finally movin’ on

Deep down in my heart, I’ll know nothings gonna change

And I’ll be standin’ at the station and waitin’ on a runaway train

Runaway train comin’ down the track

Runaway train and don’t come back

Brad Paisley I Do Now

I never knew how people wound up in a bar

In the middle of the day

Broken souls or broken lives

From the choices that they made

I didn’t know how much I had to lose

When I threw it all away

But I do now, I do now

Oh, I’d give anything

If I could just go back in time somehow

I wouldn’t break your heart,

I wouldn’t break those vows

If I could lift that veil and look you in the eye

And say I do now

Standing before God and all our friends

In that little church

Barely listening to a thing that preacher said

Just repeating every word

I didn’t have a clue what it all meant

But girl, for what it’s worth

I do now, I do now

Oh, I’d give anything

If I could just go back in time somehow

I wouldn’t break your heart,

I wouldn’t break those vows

If I could lift that veil and look you in the eye

And say I do now

I wouldn’t break your heart,

I wouldn’t break those vows

If I could lift that veil and look you in the eye

And say I do now

Brad Paisley American Saturday Night

Woahhhhh woahhhhhhh

Shes got Brazilian leather boots on the pedal of her German car

Listen to the Beatles singing back in the USSR

Yeah shes goin around the world tonight

But she ain’t leavin here

Shes just going to meet her boyfriend down at the street fair

It’s a french kiss, italian ice

Spanish moss in the moonlight

Just another American Saturday night

There’s a big toga party tonight down at Delta Chi

They’ve got Canadian bacon on their pizza pie

They’ve got a cooler full of cold Coronas and Amstel light

It’s like were all livin’ in a big ol’ cup

Just fire up the blender, mix it all up

It’s a French kiss, Italian ice

Margaritas in the moonlight (woahhhh)

Just another American Saturday night

You know everywhere has something they’re known for

Although usually it washes up on our shores

My great great great granddaddy stepped off of that ship

I bet he never ever dreamed we’d have all this

You know everywhere has somethin’ they’re known for

Although usually it washes up on our shores

Little Italy, Chinatown, sittin’ there side by side

Live from New York, It’s Saturday Night!

It’s a French kiss, Italian ice,

Spanish moss in the moonlight

Just another American, just another American,

Its just another American Saturday night