huey lewis
whole lotta lovin'
I'm tired of these girly magazines  I want to stop dreamin', and get back home to the real thing  Late last night I read the letter you sent  Woke up this morning, under a tent  We've got a whole lotta lovin' to do  I'm tired of these girly magazines  I want to stop dreamin', and get back home to the real thing  Late last night I read the letter you sent  Woke up this morning, under a tent  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  We've got a whole lotta lovin' to do  We've got a whole lotta lovin' to do  Oh, it's been weeks since I've seen you  I'm hoping that you mean it  Tell me that you understand  But there's one little thing that I'm worried about  I hope that you remember who I am  I'm the one with the harmonica  Oh, it's been weeks since I've seen you  I'm hoping that you mean it  Tell me that you understand  But there's one little thing that I'm worried about  I hope that you remember who I am  Everybody else is holding hands  I'm here lonely, playing around with my microphone stand  And I'm coming home, only one more week  The first three days we won't get no sleep  We've got a whole lotta lovin' to do  We've got a whole lotta lovin' to do  A whole lotta lovin'  A whole lotta lovin'   We've got a whole lotta lovin'