Packin’ It Up

I'm watching the clock, it says five to five
The minutes are ticking so slow
I'm ready to stop, going to close up the shop
So honey, if you're ready, let's go

Take out your pinstripe suit
And your fancy cowboy boots
Now ain't it a crime when you're looking so fine
And tonight you're mine, all mine

Packin' it up, moving on out
Headed up to the big town
Sure like those big city lights on a Saturday night
Coming in from the country

Packin' it up, moving on out
Headed up to the big town
Sure like those big city lights on a Saturday night
Coming in from the country

Take off my blue jeans
Slip on the hottest dress that you've ever seen
Just like an ad in a fashion magazine
It's you and me, babe, a sight for sore eyes to see

Take in a movie or maybe a show
Dance all night just letting it go
Champagne and roses waiting back at our suite
So kick off your boots and make sweet love to me

Packin' it up, moving on out
Headed up to the big town
Sure like those big city lights on a Saturday night
Coming in from the country

Packin' it up, moving on out
Headed up to the big town
Sure like those big city lights on a Saturday night
Coming in from the country

Packin' it up, moving on out
Headed up to the big town
Sure like those big city lights on a Saturday night
Coming in from the country

Packin' it up, moving on out
Headed up to the big town
Sure like those big city lights on a Saturday night
Coming in from the country