Whole Lotta Lovin'
Huey Lewis And The News
I'm tired of these girlie magazines
I want to get back 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
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'll remember who I am
Everybody else is holding hands
I'm here lonely, playing around with my microphone stand
But i'm coming home one more week
The first three days we won't get any sleep