Better Together

A 40 HP Johnson on a flat bottom metal boat
 Coke cans and BB guns, barbed wire and old fence posts
 8-point bucks in autumn and freshly cut cornfields
 One arm out the window and one hand on the wheel
 Some things just go better together and probably always will
 Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill
 What's the point of this ol' guitar if it ain't got no strings?
 Or pourin' your heart into a song that you ain't gonna sing?
 It's a match made up in heaven, like good ol' boys and beer
 And me, as long as you're right here
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 Your license in my wallet when we go out downtown
 Your lipstick's stained every coffee cup that I got in this house
 The way you say, "I love you, too" is like rain on an old tin roof
 And your hand fits right into mine like a needle in a groove
 Some things just go better together and probably always will
 Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill
 What's the point of this ol' guitar if it ain't got no strings?
 Or pourin' your heart into a song that you ain't gonna sing?
 It's a match made up in heaven, like good ol' boys and beer
 And me, as long as you're right here
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 Sometimes we're oil and water
 But I wouldn't have it any other way
 And if I'm being honest, your first and my last name
 Would just sound better together and probably always will
 Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill
 What's the point of this ol' guitar if it ain't got no strings?
 Or pourin' your heart into a song that you ain't gonna sing?
 It's a match made up in heaven, like good ol' boys and beer
 And me, as long as you're right here
 And me, as long as you're right here