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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thomas Currey
Acoustic Guitar
Dylan Lindemuth
Vocals
John Wilcox
Vocals
Dean Maddox
Drums
Brodie Holifield
Bass
Alex Barcic
Strings
Michael Omartian
Piano
Jimmy Nichols
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Currey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Omartian
Producer
Brad Nowell
Producer
Steve Blackmon
Mixing Engineer
Mike Walter
Engineer
Benny Quinn
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
She found me watching the weeds fight the pavement
Receiving the world through a hole in my shoe
The only time she ever looks down
Is to flip over the pennies she's found
Heads up to make some luck for God knows who
I thought that was pretty cool
We sleep like spoons in a drawer
And kiss like we're going to war
Fighting over sides of the bed like cats in heat
She sings in sepia tone
Guessing rhymes on the radio
Makes me feel pretty when I've got coffee teeth
She invites attention like a house on Christmas
Still hanging decorations from Halloween
Santa hats on skeletons and
Blacks cats bleached out white in the sun
The neighbors stop to stare at my winter queen
Oh boy she does it for me
We sleep like spoons in a drawer
Afternoons making love like its war
Nap until 10 PM breakfast with drinks
Fake proposals at lunch
Free dessert with a wink and a nudge
Spin away laughing like some Hollywood scene
She sweetly apologizes
When she bumps inanimate objects
I'm alway proselytizing
Giving her my latest complex
Its all a joke and its all holy
We can't agree on Sunday morning
She says saying nothing loudly
Doesn't mean that you've said something
And she's probably right
I'm the dark that frames her candlelight
We sleep like spoons in a drawer
And kiss like we're going to war
Fighting over sides of the bed like cats in heat
She sings in sepia tone
Guessing rhymes on the radio
Makes me feel pretty when I've got coffee teeth
Spin away laughing like some Hollywood scene
She hits me in the middle of the night like a fever dream
Written by: Thomas Currey