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I say honey ain't it time you tossed those beat up jeans
They're older than the dirt and got holes in both your knees
She grabs the scissors and in minutes makes em' Daisey Dukes
Throws on a Kid Rock tee-shirt, man she never looked so cute

Don't know how she does it
That girl's got a way
Of making every little thing, extraordinary

Yeah she can spot a rainbow hiding in a stormy sky
Jumps at the chance to sneak a little kiss, with every little goodbye
The power's out and she's says
"That's how baby's get made"
That rosebud in a field of weeds
Is all my honey's gonna see
When life hands her a big ol' bunch of lemons
She makes lemonade, lemonade

One time she found an old guitar that got kicked to the trash
Gave it a little TLC and sold it for some cash
And once we sat in traffic till we missed the Rolling Stones
She said you know we'll get more satisfaction when we're home alone

Maybe it's genetic
Nothing else makes sense
That's why the grass is greener
On her side of the fence

CHORUS

BRIDGE

Well the first time I saw those blue dancing eyes
I was just a guy in a dirty shirt, changing up her tires...
Guess she saw somethin' neath that grease and grime

Yeah she can spot a rainbow hiding in a stormy sky
Jumps at the chance to sneak a little kiss, with every little goodbye
The power's out and she's says
"That's how baby's get made"
That rosebud in a field of weeds
Is all my honey's gonna see
She's happy as a bird in Spring
Always finds a silver lining
Loves every smile, fills every glass
Lives every day like it's her last
And never lets it rain on her parade
Yeah when life hands her a big ol' bunch of lemons
She makes lemonade
Yeah, she makes lemonade....