"Home Cookin'" lyrics

Just can't wait to get home again to that old 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'll fill you up, but they never taste like home

Just can't wait to get home again to that old home cookin'
There she is in the kitchen door, she's so good lookin'
Bakin' bread and beef steak makes a man feel the world's alright
Part of my heart, my home girl, I just gotta get home tonight

Tank and tummy, fuel and tucker, everywhere that you look
Neon signs that tell the tale: "Everything home-cooked"
But there's a difference they can't help, oh, it comes from up above
And you can tell when things are seasoned with a good woman's love

Just can't wait to get home again to that old 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
Hey, part of my heart, my home girl, I just gotta get home tonight