Made You, Made Me - George Birge

You're the kinda girl my mama wanted for me in her prayers

I'm the kinda guy that'd probably give your daddy nightmares

One from the country club, one from a country crowd

Said it wouldn't work, ain't it funny how

We ain't cut from the same cloth

But we lay down in the same sheets

It's hard to believe that the same God

That made you, made me

It don't make sense, it don't add up

Girl, it's "what the hell" when it comes to us

I still don't get it, why'd he take a saint

Put her with a guy that's everything she ain't

Yeah, I'm a few drinks into my Tennessees

That's the only time you ever get me into these

Talks with my heart on my sleeve, but I can't lie

'Cause, girl, it's hard to believe that the same God

That made you, made me

Made you, made me

How the hell'd you end up getting tangled up in this mess?

Ones that call you crazy call me lucky in the same breath

Oh, I was sinking to the bottom like a rock

Oh, but look at rock bottom coming out on top

It don't make sense, it don't add up

Girl, it's "what the hell" when it comes to us

I still don't get it, why'd he take a saint

Put her with a guy that's everything she ain't

Yeah, I'm a few drinks into my Tennessees

That's the only time you ever get me into these

Talks with my heart on my sleeve, but I can't lie

'Cause, girl, it's hard to believe that the same God

That made you, made me

Made you, made me

We ain't cut from the same cloth

But we lay down in the same sheets

It's hard to believe that the same guy

That made you, made me

It don't make sense, it don't add up

Girl, it's "what the hell" when it comes to us

I still don't get it, why'd he take a saint

Put her with a guy that's everything she ain't

Yeah, I'm a few drinks into my Tennessees

That's the only time you ever get me into these

Talks with my heart on my sleeve, but I can't lie

'Cause, girl, it's hard to believe that the same God

That made you, made me

Made you, made me