Just can't wait to get home again To that ole home cookin' There she is in the kitchen door “Hey, Hey good lookin'" She says it's all just cupboard luck But she knows it isn't right Part of my heart, my home girl I just gotta get home tonight Trucker's tucker food to go Twenty four hours a day Grab the burger, get some chips That's the only way Tea or coffee in a cup Made of plastic foam Steak and eggs will fill you up But they never tastes like home Just can't wait to get home again To that ole home cookin' There she is in the kitchen door She's so good lookin' Baking bread and beef steak Makes a man feels the world alright Part of my heart, my home girl I just gotta get home tonight Instrumental Tank and tummy filled with tucker Everywhere that you look Neon signs that tell the tale Everything's home cooked But there's a difference they can't help Woo, it comes from up above And you can even tell when things are seasoned With your woman's love Just can't wait to get home again To that ole home cookin' There she is in the kitchen door “Hey, Hey good lookin'" She says it's all just cupboard luck But she knows that isn't right Part of my heart, my home girl I just gotta get home tonight Part of my heart, my home girl I just gotta get home tonight