Shania Twain

Shania Twain - Honey, I'm Home songtekst

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The car won't start -- it's falling apart
I was late for work and the boss got smart
My pantyline shows 
Got a run in my hose
My hair went flat -- man, I hate that (hate that) 
Just when I thought things couldn't get worse
I realized I forgot my purse
With all this stress -- I must confess
This could be worse
Than PMS 

This job ain't worth the pay
Can't wait until the end of the day
Hey honey, I'm on my way
Hey! hey! hey! hey! 

Honey, I'm home and I had a hard day
Pour me a cold one and oh, by the way
Rub my feet, gimme something to eat
Fix me up my favorite treat
Honey, I'm back, my head's killing me
I need to relax and watch TV
Get off the phone -- give the dog a bone
Hey! hey! honey, I'm home! 

I broke a nail opening the mail
I cursed out loud 'cause it hurt like hell
The job's a pain -- it's so mundane
It sure don't stimulate my brain 

This job ain't worth the pay
Can't wait until the end of the day
Hey honey, I'm on my way
Hey! hey! hey! hey! 

Honey, I'm home and I had a hard day
Pour me a cold one and oh, by the way
Rub my feet, gimme something to eat
Fix me up my favorite treat
Honey, I'm back, my head's killing me
I need to relax and watch TV
Get off the phone -- give the dog a bone
Hey! hey! honey, I'm home! 

Oh, rub my neck, will you 

I'm home, that feels much better
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