Letras:
Paisley Brad Mud On The Tires

: (Chris DuBois/Brad Paisley) Well I'll never forget the first time that I heard That pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now

: You used to say you wanted someone to know you inside out And as I look back on things well congratulations baby Somebody knows you now All of this

stopped in, it's sure been slow around here today Just like every day Well I couldn't help but notice your California plates And I thought I recognized that name on

that company's pressin' charges One speedy trial later they locked me up On twenty-four separate counts of arson And now I sit and I stare at a blank brick wall Lookin' back on

a whiskey lullaby (Sing lullaby) The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her

it's raining at mine Do you miss me like I miss you, is it cloudy all the time Do you tremble when the phone rings and you think I'm on the line Is it

You got to get a little mud on the tires And then with a little luck we might just get stuck Let's get a little mud on the tires

Ferrari On my way to rehab 'Cause when you're a celebrity It's reality You can act just like a fool And people think you're cool Just 'cause your on

to get there You gotta get a little mud on the tires And then with a little luck We might just get stuck Lets get a little mud on the tires