Baby, It's Late
Baby, it's late and I'm going home,
I can hardly wait to get you alone.

This party's too loud, the conversation's a bore,
Let's get rid of the crowd, and walk out the door.

Baby, it's late, and I'm going home,
I can hardly wait to get you alone.

I've been with you for hours and it's still not enough,
I'm losing my willpower, and it's making me blush.

I've had some red wine, now I'm feeling fine, come with me...
This party is done, let's go have some fun, baby please...

'Cause I can barely resist your fresh boyish charm,
Won't you blow me a kiss, and wrap me up in your arms?

Baby, it's late, and I'm going home,
I can hardly wait to get you alone.



copyright Trina Nestibo 2004.