Gettin' You Home

Gettin' You Home - Chris Young

Tuxedo waiters black ties

White tablecloths and red wine

We've been plannin' this night

Lookin' forward to it for sometime

Now honey

I know you love gettin' dressed up

And you know I love showin' you off

Watchin' your baby blue eyes

Dancin' in the candlelight glow

All I can think about is gettin' you home

Walkin' through the front door

Seein' your black dress hit the floor

Honey there sure ain't nothing

Like you lovin' me all night long

And all I can think about is gettin' 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 drawin' hearts onto mine

That our night out of the house

Ain't gonna last too long

When all you can think about

Is gettin' me home

Walkin' through the front door

Seein' your black dress hit the floor

Honey there sure ain't nothing

Like you lovin' me all night long

And all I can think about is gettin' you home

Walkin' through the front door

Seein' your black dress hit the floor

Honey there sure ain't nothing

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