I'm 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, we've got a whole lotta lovin' to do My mini bar's empty, but I'm still alive I'm all alone but my bed's big enough for a party of five Tossing and turning until a quarter to three Can't get to sleep without watching TV Uh huh, we've got a whole lotta lovin' to do. Oh it's been weeks since I've seen you, I'm hoping that you mean it When you tell me that you understand But there's one little thing that I'm worried about I hope that you remember who I am [I'm the one with the harmonica] Everybody else is holding hands I'm here lonely, playing around with my microphone stand But I'm coming home, only one more week The first three days we won't get no sleep Uh huh, we've got a whole lotta lovin' to do.
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