Countin' Time

Countin' time Countin' time Time on the hands that crawl across the face Of the clock on the wall 'til I'm outta this place Countin' time Countin' time Countin' lines Countin' lines Lines on my hands, lines on my face Lines on the map to get me outta this place Countin' lines Countin' lines Baby I'm countin' on you Baby I'm countin' on you Ooh the things you do Baby I'm countin' on you Writin' checks Writin' checks Checks to the landlord, checks to the man Checks to my ex and her new boyfriend I'm writin' checks Writin' checks Ridin' high Ridin' high High in the saddle, high on the seat Of my chrome-plated chopper as I roll down the street I'm ridin' high Ridin' high Baby I'm ridin' with you Baby I'm ridin' with you Ooh the things you do Baby I'm ridin' with you Doin' good Doin' good Good at distraction, good in bed Good at doin' nothin' what the good book said I'm doin' good Doin' good Doin' fine I'm doin' fine Fine with your figure when you're pushin' the mop In your little diner dress down at the soda shop Doin' fine Doin' fine Baby I'd do it for you Baby I'd do it for you Ooh the things you do Baby I'd do it for you We fixin' to show you how we count time in Nashville, Tennessee