Drug through the keyhole of that back door

Blood shot red behind these shades

I look like hell, yes, I've seen better days

And then those loving arms they pull me back in

And there you go, baby, yeah

Making me look good again

I'm rust on a barbed wire, I'm dust on a chrome yeah

Yes I'm the heart that bleeds in an old country song

And then those loving arms they pull me back in

And there you go, baby, yeah

Making me look good again

Leather and lace, denim and pearls

Whiskey and wine, they go just fine, like you and me, girl

When you smile at me and say, there ain't no better place

Than you'd rather be than right here loving me

Standing in that kitchen, it's been a long day at work

Then you slip those hands right under my shirt

Oh with those loving arms you pull me back in

And there you go, baby, yeah

Making me look good again

There you go, baby

Making me look good again