Honey, I'm Home
Shania Twain

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 (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 until 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
The job's a pain
it's so mundane
It sure don't stimulate my brain

Oh, rub my neck will you

I'm home, that feels much better

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