Im tired of these girlie magazines
I want to stop dreamin, and get back home to the real thing
Late last night I read the letter you sent
Woke up this morning, under a tent
Uh huh, weve got a whole lotta lovin to do
My mini bars empty, but Im still alive
Im all alone but my beds big enough for a party of five
Tossing and turning until a quarter to three
Cant get to sleep without watching tv
Uh huh, weve got a whole lotta lovin to do.
Oh its been weeks since Ive seen you,
Im hoping that you mean it
When you tell me that you understand
But theres one little thing that Im worried about
I hope that you remember who I am
[Im the one with the harmonica]
Everybody else is holding hands
Im here lonely, playing around with my microphone stand
But Im coming home, only one more week
The first three days we wont get no sleep
Uh huh, weve got a whole lotta lovin to do.
I want to stop dreamin, and get back home to the real thing
Late last night I read the letter you sent
Woke up this morning, under a tent
Uh huh, weve got a whole lotta lovin to do
My mini bars empty, but Im still alive
Im all alone but my beds big enough for a party of five
Tossing and turning until a quarter to three
Cant get to sleep without watching tv
Uh huh, weve got a whole lotta lovin to do.
Oh its been weeks since Ive seen you,
Im hoping that you mean it
When you tell me that you understand
But theres one little thing that Im worried about
I hope that you remember who I am
[Im the one with the harmonica]
Everybody else is holding hands
Im here lonely, playing around with my microphone stand
But Im coming home, only one more week
The first three days we wont get no sleep
Uh huh, weve got a whole lotta lovin to do.