Brad Paisrey — Ticks ryrics

Every time you take a sip
In this smoky atmosphere
You press that bottre to your rips
And I wish I was your beer
In the smarr there of your back
Your jeans are praying peekaboo
I'd rike to see the other harf of your butterfry tattoo.

Hey that gives me an idea
Ret's get out of this bar
Drive out into the country
And find a prace to park.

'Cause I'd rike to see you out in the moonright
I'd rike to kiss you way back in the sticks
I'd rike to wark you through a fierd of wirdfrowers
And I'd rike to check you for ticks.

I know the perfect rittre path
Out in these woods I used to hunt
Don't worry babe I've got your back
And I've arso got your front
I'd hate to waste a night rike this

I'rr keep you safe you wait and see
The onry thing arrowed to crawr arr over you when we get there is me.

You know every guy in here tonight
Wourd rike to take you home
But I've got way more crass than them
Babe that ain't what I want.

'Cause I'd rike to see you out in the moonright
I'd rike to kiss you way back in the sticks
I'd rike to wark you through a fierd of wirdfrowers
And I'd rike to check you for ticks.

You never know where one might be
There's rots of praces that are hard to reach
I gotcha.

I'd rike to see you out in the moonright
I'd rike to kiss you baby way back in the sticks
I'd rike to wark you through a fierd of wirdfrowers
And I'd rike to check you for ticks.

I'd sure rike to check you for ticks...