Running out of Room
A little too much wine makes a real good time
Yeah we've been here before but not like tonight
And a goodbye kiss is how it always ends
This time it's a whole lot more than it's ever been
From the door, to the floor, to the couch, to the kitchen sink
Your shoes, my boots and our blue jeans
One step till the wrestling in the hall
Press you up, press you up against the wall
Ain't another place left in this house
Ain't a picture frame we ain't knocked down
Come on baby let me take you to the moon
'Cause we're running out of room
Breath on breath, sweat on sweat
Hey what do you say we put this thing to bed
And baby let me in, let the love begin
Yeah when we get done we can do it all over again
From the door, to the floor, to the couch, to the kitchen sink
Your shoes, my boots and our blue jeans
One step till the wrestling in the hall
Press you up, press you up against the wall
Ain't another place left in this house
Ain't a picture frame we ain't knocked down
Come on baby let me take you to the moon
'Cause we're running out of room
From the door, to the floor, to the couch, to the kitchen sink
Your shoes, my boots and our blue jeans
One step till the wrestling in the hall
Press you up, press you up against the wall
Ain't another place left in this house
Ain't a picture frame we ain't knocked down
Come on baby let me take you to the moon
'Cause we're running out of room
Let me take you to the moon
Yeah pretty girl, yeah we're running out of room
Yeah we've been here before but not like tonight
And a goodbye kiss is how it always ends
This time it's a whole lot more than it's ever been
From the door, to the floor, to the couch, to the kitchen sink
Your shoes, my boots and our blue jeans
One step till the wrestling in the hall
Press you up, press you up against the wall
Ain't another place left in this house
Ain't a picture frame we ain't knocked down
Come on baby let me take you to the moon
'Cause we're running out of room
Breath on breath, sweat on sweat
Hey what do you say we put this thing to bed
And baby let me in, let the love begin
Yeah when we get done we can do it all over again
From the door, to the floor, to the couch, to the kitchen sink
Your shoes, my boots and our blue jeans
One step till the wrestling in the hall
Press you up, press you up against the wall
Ain't another place left in this house
Ain't a picture frame we ain't knocked down
Come on baby let me take you to the moon
'Cause we're running out of room
From the door, to the floor, to the couch, to the kitchen sink
Your shoes, my boots and our blue jeans
One step till the wrestling in the hall
Press you up, press you up against the wall
Ain't another place left in this house
Ain't a picture frame we ain't knocked down
Come on baby let me take you to the moon
'Cause we're running out of room
Let me take you to the moon
Yeah pretty girl, yeah we're running out of room
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Writer(s): Jeff Silvey, Arlos Smith, Trent Tomlinson
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