Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Homemade Lovin', artist - The Whispers.
Date of issue: 07.09.2014
Song language: English
Homemade Lovin' |
Here you are cryin' your eyes out |
'Cause you think I’m doin' you wrong |
But you just don’t know, baby |
Ooh, dry your eyes, 'cause we got |
The perfect recipe for love |
And I can’t let go, baby |
Ooh, appetizers just won’t do |
And I know that the main course is you |
There ain’t nothin' like homemade lovin' |
And only you can please this hungry man |
There ain’t nothin' like homemade lovin' |
Nobody makes it quite like you can |
Don’t you let nobody tell you |
That your love is on the menu |
'Cause they’re much too late, baby |
Ooh, now that I know what I want |
I don’t need no menu, 'cause it’s you |
And you’re just my taste, baby |
Ooh, I don’t need no gourmet dish |
All I want is your tender kiss |
There ain’t nothin' like homemade lovin' |
Go take that apron off and I’ll show you why |
There ain’t nothin' like homemade lovin' |
Just keep on doin' what you’re doin' |
And I’ll be satisfied |
I’m not playin' around, 'cause I found |
(There ain’t nothin' like homemade love) |
Each and every day, I’m here to say |
(There ain’t nothin' like homemade lovin') |
I’m not playin' around, 'cause I found |
(There ain’t nothin' like homemade love) |
Each and every day, I’m here to say |
(There ain’t nothin' like homemade lovin') |
Don’t you let nobody tell you |
That your love is on the menu |
'Cause they’re much too late, baby |
Ooh, now that I know what I want |
I don’t need no menu, 'cause it’s you, girl |
And you’re just my taste, baby |
Hey, turn the fire up a little bit higher |
I want it hot to feel my desire |
There ain’t nothin' like homemade lovin' |
And only you can please this hungry man |
There ain’t nothin' like homemade lovin' |
Nobody makes it quite like you can |
Whoo-ooh… |
There ain’t nothin' like homemade lovin' |
Give it to me nice and hot now, baby |
There ain’t nothin' like homemade lovin' |
Only you can please this hungry man |
Whoo, there ain’t nothin' like homemade lovin' |
Just keep on doin' what you’re doin' |
And I gonna understand |
There ain’t nothin' like homemade lovin'… |