I'm tired of these girlie magazines
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I want to stop dreamin', and get back home to the real thing
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Late last night I read the letter you sent
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Woke up this morning, under a tent
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Uh huh, we've got a whole lotta lovin' to do
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My mini bar's empty, but I'm still alive
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I'm all alone but my bed's big enough for a party of five
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Tossing and turning until a quarter to three
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Can't get to sleep without watching TV
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Uh huh, we've got a whole lotta lovin' to do.
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Oh it's been weeks since I've seen you,
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I'm hoping that you mean it
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When you tell me that you understand
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But there's one little thing that I'm worried about
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I hope that you remember who I am
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[I'm the one with the harmonica]
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Everybody else is holding hands
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I'm here lonely, playing around with my microphone stand
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But I'm coming home, only one more week
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The first three days we won't get no sleep
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Uh huh, we've got a whole lotta lovin' to do.
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Whole Lotta Lovin'
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| Huey Lewis and The News |
