Well, sometimes I wish we'd bought the kind That folds out into a bed But it ain't too bad if you lay on your side And use the armrest for you head
Yeah, the springs are sprung and the center sags And the stuffing is sticking out But it's times like these, she ain't happy with me I thank God for this old couch
Yeah, right about now, she's as P.O.'ed As I've ever seen her be And this pillow and blanket and a mighty dirty look Tells me where I'm gonna sleep
I learned a long time ago, don't say nothing And soon, she'll simmer down And with a little bit of luck, we'll kiss and make up Sitting right here on this old couch
Yeah, this old couch is a pretty safe place While she blows off a little steam Well, she's mad as hell but that's alright She ain't getting rid of me
'Cause there ain't no quitting, just forgiving and forgetting That's what love's about And we both know, I'll never go no further Than this old couch
It might take five minutes or take five days It really all depends On how long it takes for the begging and the pleading To finally start soaking in
Yeah, and one of these days, I'm gonna learn Not to stick my big foot in my big mouth Yeah, and maybe then I won't have to spend So much time alone, yeah, right
Yeah, this old couch is a pretty safe place While she blows off a little steam Well, she's mad as hell but that's alright She ain't getting rid of me
'Cause there ain't no quitting, just forgiving and forgetting Yeah, that's what love's about Yeah, and we both know, I'll never go no further Than this old couch, yeah, this old couch