Chris Young
Chris Young - Getting You Home (The Black Dress Song) songtekst
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Tuxedo waiters, black ties White tablecloths and red wine We've been planning this night Looking forward to it for some time 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 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? Honey, I know by that look in your eyes And your hand drawing hearts onto mine That our night out of the house Ain't gonna last too long When all you can think about is getting me 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 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 All I can think about And all I can think about is getting you home