I'll chase the kids around the yard all afternoon Put away the dishes so she don't have to Fix the screen door on the porch like I said I'd do
Tell her I don't know how you do it baby when I'm gone Dance her 'round the kitchen to a George Strait song Sneak a kiss on the back of the neck like we were alone
And if I'm right on the money You know I might get lucky
There's a window of opportunity between When the kids are tucked in and a half glass of Chardonnay She knows what I'm thinking reads me like a book But the key to get a second look And a come here honey Is treat her right in the daylight And I might get lucky
Well I work out on the road and it wears us thin She wonders when I'm leaving even when I'm walking in So we set aside time to get to know each other again And if I play my cards right I know it sounds kind of funny But I might get lucky
Someday she might wake up and see She's way out of my league But then again Maybe she won't You know I might get lucky
I might get lucky I might get lucky I might get lucky
