Getting You Home

Tuxedo waiters, black tie
White tablecloths and red wine
We've been planning this night
Looking forward to it for some time
Now honey, I know you love getting dressed up
And you know I love showing you off
Watching your baby blue eyes
Dancing in the candlelight glow
And all I can think about is getting you home

Walking through the front door
Seeing your black dress hit the floor
Honey, there sure ain't nothing
Like you loving me all night long
And all I can think about is getting you home

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
Now honey, I know by that look in your eyes
And your hand drawing hearts on mine
Our night out of the house
Ain't going to last too long
All you can think about is getting me home