Whatcha Doin’ Tomorrow Songtext
von Blake Shelton

Looks like a good time, looks like a wild ride
Sat here and watched you drink a table full of red wine
I′ll let you be girl, go on and have fun
Looks like the bachelorette is sippin' on her last one

Go on and finish up the plans you made
Go on and turn ′em into yesterday

Friday's knockin' on Saturday′s door
Pretty soon it ain′t gonna be tonight no more
It's a girl′s night out, yeah girl I get it
I can pick you up in 30 minutes
Whatcha doin' tomorrow ′bout 12:01 a.m.?


I'll be right here, sippin′ on this cold beer
Countin' down the seconds like I'm breakin′ in the new year
Might pop some champagne, girl right at midnight
Celebrate kickin′ off the day just right

Friday's knockin′ on Saturday's door
Pretty soon it ain′t gonna be tonight no more
It's a girl′s night out, yeah girl I get it
I can pick you up in 30 minutes
Whatcha doin' tomorrow 'bout 12:01 a.m.?

Girl, I can′t sit around and wait all day
Tomorrow′s just a glass of wine away

Friday's knockin′ on Saturday's door
Pretty soon it ain′t gonna be tonight no more
It's a girl′s night out, yeah girl I get it
I can pick you up in 30 minutes
Whatcha doin' tomorrow 'bout 12:01 a.m.?


Whatcha doin′ tomorrow? (Friday′s knockin' on Saturday′s door)
Whatcha doin' tomorrow? (Pretty soon it ain′t gonna be tonight no more)
Whatcha doin' tomorrow?