"Beautiful Mess" lyrics

"Beautiful Mess"

She can't find her car keys every morning
Seems like she's always running late
Nothing new for her to do her make up
At 80 miles an hour down the interstate
Sometimes I don't get her
I know sometimes she don't get me
Make no mistake about it
When I look at her all I see

What a beautiful mess I have in my world
I couldn't live without that girl
What a beautiful gift she is to my life
I'm head over heels out of my mind
She'll drive ya crazy sometimes I guess
But what a beautiful mess

She'll get mad and she won't talk for hours
Won't even tell me what I've done
Turn around and ask me how my day went
Then she'll use ten words to my one
We might get to fussing
But it don't matter where we're at
Ain't no doubt in my mind
My baby's always got my back

What a beautiful mess I have in my world
I couldn't live without that girl
What a beautiful gift she is to my life
I'm head over heels out of my mind
She'll drive ya crazy sometimes I guess
But what a beautiful mess

What a beautiful gift she is to my life
I'm head over heels out of my mind
She'll drive ya crazy sometimes I guess
But what a beautiful mess


Writer(s): Roger Springer, Wade Hayes
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