waiting on a woman

Waiting On A Woman
by: Brad Paisley

Sittin' on a bench at West Town Mall
He sat down in his overalls and asked me
''You waitin' on a woman?''
I nodded yeah and said, ''How 'bout you?''
He said, ''Son since nineteen fifty-two I've been
Waitin' on a woman.''

When I picked her up for our first date
I told her I'd be there at eight
And she came down the stairs at eight-thirty
She said, ''I'm sorry that I took so long
Didn't like a thing that I tried on.''
But let me tell you son she sure looked pretty
Yeah, she'll take her time but I don't mind
Waitin' on a woman.

He said, ''The wedding took a year to plan
You talk about an anxious man, I was nervous
Waitin' on a woman.''
And then he nudged my arm like old men do
And said, ''I'll say this about the honeymoon, it was worth it
Waitin' on a woman.''

And I don't guess we've been anywhere
She hasn't made us late I swear
Sometimes she does it just 'cause she can do it
Boy it's just a fact of life
It'll be the same with your young wife
Might as well go on and get used to it
She'll take her time 'cause you don't mind
Waitin' on a woman.

I've read somewhere statistics show
The man's always the first to go
And that makes sense 'cause I know she won't be ready
So when it finally comes my time
And I get to the other side
I'll find myself a bench, if they've got any
I hope she takes her time, 'cause I don't mind
Waitin' on a woman.

i hate everything

I Hate Everything
by: George Strait

He was sitting there beside me throwing doubles down
When he ordered up his third one he looked around
Then he looked at me and said I do believe I'll have one more
He said I hate this bar and I hate to drink but on second thought tonight I think
I hate everything

Then he opened up his billfold and a threw a twenty down
And a faded photograph fell out and hit the ground
And I picked it up and he said thank you bud I put it in his hand
He said I probably ought to throw this one away
Cause she's the reason I feel this way
I hate everything

I hate my job and I hate my life
And if it weren’t my two kids I'd hate my ex-wife
I know I should move on and try to start again
But I just can't get over her leaving me for him
Then he shook his head and looked down at his ring
And said I hate everything

Said that one bedroom apartment where I my mail
Is really not a home it's more like a jail
With a swimming pool and a parking lot view
Man it's just great
I hate summer, winter, fall, and spring
Red, and yellow, purple, blue, and green
I hate everything

Well I hate my job and I hate my life
And if it weren’t my two kids I'd hate my ex-wife
I know I should move on and try to start again
But I just can't get over her leaving me for him
Then he shook his head and looked down at his ring
And said I hate everything

So I pulled out my phone and I called my house
I said babe I'm coming home we are going to work this out
I paid for his drinks and I told him thanks
Thanks for everything