Shania Twain Lyrics
11. Honey, I'm Home
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 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 'til the end of the day 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 This 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 'til the end of the day 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 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'm home, that feels much better
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