| You wake up in the morning | |
| And you're not feeling quite the same | |
| You feel a gentle hand upon you | |
| But you seem to have forgotten her name | |
| You put on your clothes | |
| You're heading home | |
| You're hoping and praying you won't be all alone | |
| Chorus: When you get there | |
| When you get there | |
| You haven't had a chance to think | |
| About explaining where you slept till noon | |
| You can't say you were working all night | |
| Cause it's | |
| Sunday afternoon | |
| The truth is too hard | |
| You'll never come back ' | |
| Cause a one night stand is not worth the attack | |
| Chorus: When you get there | |
| When you get there | |
| You're walking up to our front door | |
| As my face comes into view | |
| You think you've got a pretty good lie | |
| You say you slept at | |
| Mary Lou's | |
| You open the door | |
| You start telling lies | |
| But then from the hall | |
| You hear Mary | |
| Lou cry Chorus: | |
| When you get there | |
| When you get there | |
| When you get there | |
| When you get there |