This Old Couch Lyrics - Aaron Tippin

Well, sometimes I wish we'd bought the kind 

That folds out into a bed 

But it ain't too bad if you lay on your side 

And use the armrest for you head 

Yeah, the springs are sprung and the center sags 

And the stuffing is sticking out 

But it's times like these, she ain't happy with me 

I thank God for this old couch 

Yeah, right about now, she's as P.O.'ed 

As I've ever seen her be 

And this pillow and blanket and a mighty dirty look 

Tells me where I'm gonna sleep 

I learned a long time ago, don't say nothing 

And soon, she'll simmer down 

And with a little bit of luck, we'll kiss and make up 

Sitting right here on this old couch 

Yeah, this old couch is a pretty safe place 

While she blows off a little steam 

Well, she's mad as hell but that's alright 

She ain't getting rid of me 

'Cause there ain't no quitting, just forgiving and forgetting 

That's what love's about 

And we both know, I'll never go no further 

Than this old couch 

It might take five minutes or take five days 

It really all depends 

On how long it takes for the begging and the pleading 

To finally start soaking in 

Yeah, and one of these days, I'm gonna learn 

Not to stick my big foot in my big mouth 

Yeah, and maybe then I won't have to spend 

So much time alone, yeah, right 

Yeah, this old couch is a pretty safe place 

While she blows off a little steam 

Well, she's mad as hell but that's alright 

She ain't getting rid of me 

'Cause there ain't no quitting, just forgiving and forgetting 

Yeah, that's what love's about 

Yeah, and we both know, I'll never go no further 

Than this old couch, yeah, this old couch 

Yeah, one potato, two potato, three potato, four potato 

I'm a couch potato 

"Hey honey, you still mad? 

I'm sorry, a lot"