(Rod Stewart Chen, Savigar, Cregan, Grainger, 1980)
The rain poured down the wind swept avenue On another dark wet December afternoon All my cherished memories are of you All my warmth and comfort stayed with you
I would have wrote you a letter but the telephone calls are free Cause the boys in the next apartment Are working all day They're a great bunch of guys But I think they're all gay What am I doing Avoiding what I'm trying to say
Oh God I wish I was home tonight With you in my arms Oh God I wish I was home tonight
Send me a naked picture By the U.S. mail Write a pornographic letter You know I won't tell Keep your legs closed tight keep your body under lock and key Stay home at night And save all the best parts for me
Yeah baby Oh God I wish I was home tonight Yes I do baby Oh God I wish I was home tonight, oh
I could be home in time for Christmas If you want me to be There's a plane leaves here at midnight Arriving at three But I'm a bit financially embarrased I must admit To tell you the truth my honey I haven't a cent
Oh God I wish I was home tonight Tonight baby Oh God I wish I was home tonight
Guess I'd better ring off Before the boys get home My regards to all your family And everyone at home There's a lump comes in my throat And a tear I can't hide Cause I want to see you so badly I just may die And you know why baby
Oh God I wish I was home tonight With the ones that I love Oh God I wish I was home tonight Oh God I wish I was home tonight Oh my God I wish I was home tonight Tonight, tonight
I've been hearing voices Out on the street They say you've found some one else Who's really quite neat But he doesn't move you like I do Tell me what I wanna hear That it just ain't true