From the album The Way You Look At Me

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Lyrics

Carrie Cunningham/Richard Parkinson/Michael Taylor

The weekend’s coming and it’s just in time
I can’t wait to get the girls on the line
I love anticipation, but I’m tired of the waitin
It’s sending shivers up my spine

Cuz It’s huntin’ season
It’s open all year long
Gonna find myself a trophy buck
With a little more than luck
And not just one to hang on the wall
I’ve got my reasons
To get my little hunk a chew chew chew
It’s huntin season
And girls we’ve got some huntin to do

Gonna sharpen my heels gonna polish my nails
I’m ready for the thrill of the chase
Scoutin me some males, gonna follow their trails
Can’t wait until I get me a taste

Ch:

winter, spring, summer or fall
Doesn’t matter what time of year
We can always find what we want
And bring him home as a souvenir

I’ve got my reasons
To get my little hunk a chew chew chew
It’s huntin season
And girls we’ve got some huntin to do