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17, 20091 viewer43.9K views Gettin You Home Lyrics Tuxedo waiters, black tie White table cloths and red wine We've been plannin', this night Lookin' forward to it for some time [Pre-Chorus] Now, honey, I know you love gettin' dressed up And you know I love showin' you off But watchin' your baby blue eyes Dancin' in the candlelight glow All I can think about is gettin' you home [Chorus] Walkin' through the front door Seein' your black dress hit the floor Uh, honey, there sure ain't nothin' Like you lovin' me all night long And all I can think about is gettin' you home [Verse 2] I don't need this menu, no I don't I already know just what I want Did I hear you right, did you tell me Go pay the waiter and let's leave [Pre-Chorus] Now, honey, I know by that look in your eyes And your hand drawin' hearts on mine That our night out of the house ain't gonna last too long When all you can think about is gettin' me home [Chorus] Walkin' through the front door Seein' your black dress hit the floor Uh, honey, there sure ain't nothin' Like you lovin' me all night long And all I can think about is gettin' you home [Chorus] Walkin' through the front door Seein' your black dress hit the floor Uh, honey, there sure ain't nothin' Like you lovin' me all night long And all I can think about, all I can think about All I can think about is gettin' you home Now, honey, I know by that look in your eyes And your hand drawin' hearts on mine That our night out of the house ain't gonna last too long When all you can think about is gettin' me home [Chorus] Walkin' through the front door Seein' your black dress hit the floor Uh, honey, there sure ain't nothin' Like you lovin' me all night long And all I can think about is gettin' you home [Chorus] Walkin' through the front door Seein' your black dress hit the floor Uh, honey, there sure ain't nothin' Like you lovin' me all night long And all I can think about, all I can think about All I can think about is gettin' you home About Have the inside scoop on this song
