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all i'm gonna say is its tuesday night.you all know what that means... nashville star.yay!!!go erika jo!!!!i hope jody or jayron goes home.heres some good songs...
There's a plane flyin' outta here tonight:
Destination, New Orleans.
Boss man says my big promotion's on the line:
He says that's right where I need to be.
Lately I've been on the road more than I've been home.
All this leavin' her alone is killin' me.
And holdin' her, right now, has got me thinkin' more an' more,
This is right where I need to be.
Where when I hear her I can see her,
I can smell her sweet perfume.
I can feel her skin against me when I sleep.
Where I won't miss her, I can kiss her anytime that I want to.
Yeah, that's right where I need to be.
Yeah, that's right where I need to be.
Wow.
There's a plane flyin' outta here tonight,
With an empty first-class seat.
'Cause I've finally got all my priorities in line,
And I'm right where I need to be.
Where when I hear her I can see her,
I can smell her sweet perfume.
I can feel her skin against me when I sleep.
Where I won't miss her, I can kiss her anytime that I want to.
Yeah, that's right where I need to be.
Yeah, I'm right where I need to be.
Like a cloud full of rain shouldn't hang in the sky
Ice shouldn't burn or a bumblebee fly
If you feel so happy, then why do you cry?
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense.
Like an ocean liner shouldn't float on the sea
A pearl in an oyster or a circus of fleas
Someone so perfect can't be falling for me.
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense.
Nothin' bout love is less than confusing
You can win when you're losing, stand when you're falling
I can't figure it out.
Nothin' bout love can make an equation nothin' short of amazing
Wish I could explain it
But I don't know how.
The way that we dance, the reason we dream
That big Italian tower, well how does it lean?
Something so strong shouldn't make me this weak
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense.
(Instrumental)
Nothin' bout love is less than confusing
You can win when you're losing, stand when you're falling
I can't figure it out.
Nothin' bout love can make an equation nothin' short of amazing
Wish I could explain it
But I don't know how.
Like the lights of Las Vegas going out on the sand
A jumbo shrimp or a baby grand
How you're touching my heart when you're holding my hand
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense
Oh nothin' bout love, makes sense
Ain't it just like one of us to pick up the phone and call after a couple of drinks,
And say: "How you been? I been wonderin' that maybe you've been thinkin' 'bout me."
And somewhere in the conversation, an old familiar invitation always arrives,
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
Everyone's known someone that they just can't help but want;
And even though we just can't make it work out, well the want-to lingers on.
So once again we wind up in each other's arms, pretending that it's right,
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
I know it's wrong, but it ain't easy moving on.
So why can't two friends remember the good times once again?
Tomorrow when I wake up, I'll be feeling a little guilty, an' a little sad,
Thinkin' how it used to be before everything went bad.
An' I guess that's what it is, in lonely late night calls like this, that we try to find;
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
There's a plane flyin' outta here tonight:
Destination, New Orleans.
Boss man says my big promotion's on the line:
He says that's right where I need to be.
Lately I've been on the road more than I've been home.
All this leavin' her alone is killin' me.
And holdin' her, right now, has got me thinkin' more an' more,
This is right where I need to be.
Where when I hear her I can see her,
I can smell her sweet perfume.
I can feel her skin against me when I sleep.
Where I won't miss her, I can kiss her anytime that I want to.
Yeah, that's right where I need to be.
Yeah, that's right where I need to be.
Wow.
There's a plane flyin' outta here tonight,
With an empty first-class seat.
'Cause I've finally got all my priorities in line,
And I'm right where I need to be.
Where when I hear her I can see her,
I can smell her sweet perfume.
I can feel her skin against me when I sleep.
Where I won't miss her, I can kiss her anytime that I want to.
Yeah, that's right where I need to be.
Yeah, I'm right where I need to be.
Like a cloud full of rain shouldn't hang in the sky
Ice shouldn't burn or a bumblebee fly
If you feel so happy, then why do you cry?
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense.
Like an ocean liner shouldn't float on the sea
A pearl in an oyster or a circus of fleas
Someone so perfect can't be falling for me.
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense.
Nothin' bout love is less than confusing
You can win when you're losing, stand when you're falling
I can't figure it out.
Nothin' bout love can make an equation nothin' short of amazing
Wish I could explain it
But I don't know how.
The way that we dance, the reason we dream
That big Italian tower, well how does it lean?
Something so strong shouldn't make me this weak
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense.
(Instrumental)
Nothin' bout love is less than confusing
You can win when you're losing, stand when you're falling
I can't figure it out.
Nothin' bout love can make an equation nothin' short of amazing
Wish I could explain it
But I don't know how.
Like the lights of Las Vegas going out on the sand
A jumbo shrimp or a baby grand
How you're touching my heart when you're holding my hand
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense
Oh nothin' bout love, makes sense
Ain't it just like one of us to pick up the phone and call after a couple of drinks,
And say: "How you been? I been wonderin' that maybe you've been thinkin' 'bout me."
And somewhere in the conversation, an old familiar invitation always arrives,
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
Everyone's known someone that they just can't help but want;
And even though we just can't make it work out, well the want-to lingers on.
So once again we wind up in each other's arms, pretending that it's right,
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
I know it's wrong, but it ain't easy moving on.
So why can't two friends remember the good times once again?
Tomorrow when I wake up, I'll be feeling a little guilty, an' a little sad,
Thinkin' how it used to be before everything went bad.
An' I guess that's what it is, in lonely late night calls like this, that we try to find;
An' I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.