[Strophe]
       Am             D          G               C   G 
Tuxedo waiters, black tie, white tablecloths and red wine 
              Am          D              G                 C 
We've been plannin', this night, lookin' forward to it for some time 
           C                             G 
Uh Honey I know you love gettin' dressed up 
        C                       G 
And you know I love showin' you off 
              Am             G/B                          C 
Watchin' your baby blue eyes dancin' in the candle light glow 
               Am       D                  G 
When all I can think about is getting you home
[Refrain]
                    Am                     G 
Walkin' through the front door seein' your black dress hit the floor 
                 Am                  G/B               C 
Well Honey there sure ain't nothin' like you lovin' me all night long 
              Am         D               G 
And all I can think about is gettin' you home
[Strophe]
                  Am         D                G 
I don't need this menu, no I don't, I already know just what I want 
               Am                  D                 G          C     G 
Did I hear you right, did you tell me, to go pay the waiter and let's leave 
             C                        G            C                      G 
Now Honey I know by that look in your eye and your hand drawin' hearts on mine 
               Am               G/B                  C 
That our night out of the house ain't gonna last too long 
                 Am    D                   G 
When all you can think about is gettin' me home
[Refrain]
                    Am                     G 
Walkin' through the front door seein' your black dress hit the floor 
               Am                 G/B                C 
Uh Honey there sure ain't nothin' like you lovin' me all night long 
              Am        D                G 
And all I can think about is getting you home  
                    Am                     G (strum once, let ring) 
Walkin' through the front door seein' your black dress hit the floor 
               Am                 G/B                C 
Uh Honey there sure ain't nothin' like you lovin' me all night long 
              Am    D                Am    D 
And all I can think about, all I can think about... 
          Am    D                    G 
All I can think about is gettin' you home