Lyrics: Toby Keith. Note To Self.

Note to self: better call. She'll be mad as hell if I know her at all. 'Cause today's her birthday an' I almost forgot. Note to self: I better not Note to self: on my way home, Don't forget the roses an' Dom Perignon. You know how she loves a great big suprise. Note to self: you're skating on thin ice. Mmm, I ain't gonna screw it up this time. Mmm, I'm gonna really make her proud she's mine. Note to self: remember when, You use to light her up when you walked in. An' she stole your breath away: that's the way it was, Everytime you kissed her an' she still does, mmm. Mmm, I ain't gonna mess it up this time. Mmm, I'm gonna really make her proud she's mine. Turnin' down the street, I'm pullin' in the drive. Door ain't locked, so I step inside. She ain't here to greet me, so what's goin on? Note self: she's already gone. Mmmm, gone. Mmmm, gone.