Can't Wait To Get Home

I am sitting on the bus,
And I can't wait to get home,
I got a text from my baby,
Saying 'I got some food when you get home',

Oh, I can imagine her,
Standing in the kitchen,
Cooking up a storm,
But I'd have to do the dishes,

It doesn't matter,
I'll enjoy myself,
When she cooks for her man,
She looks out for my health,

She says the longer I live,
The longer I will love her,
And with that, I can't disagree,

Because my love for her,
Is incredible,
So much she can not live with out me,

And I with out her,
I am so sure,
That it was fate or destiny,

I am almost home,
I can smell her cooking,
I know what's for dinner,
Without even looking,

I open the door,
And show my lady my loving,
But then she says baby,
I have a bun in the oven...