| Honey, honey
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| Oh, honey, listen to my plea:
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| Every honeybee
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| Fills with jealousy
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| When they see you out with me!
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| I don’t blame them, goodness knows
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| Oh, honey! |
| suckle rose!
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| When you’re passin' by
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| Flowers droop and sigh
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| And I know the reason why
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| You’re my sweety, goodness knows
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| Oh, honey! |
| suckle rose!
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| I don’t buy sugar
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| You just have to touch my cup;
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| I don’t need sugar
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| It’s sweet enough when you stir it up!
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| When I’m taking sips
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| From your dainty lips
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| Seems the honey fairly drips
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| You’re confection, goodness knows
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| Oh, honey! |
| suckle rose
|
| Every honeybee
|
| Fills with jealousy
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| Whn they see you out with me!
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| I don’t blame thm, goodness knows
|
| Oh, honey! |
| suckle rose!
|
| When you’re passin' by
|
| Flowers droop and sigh
|
| And I know the reason why
|
| You’re my sweety, goodness knows
|
| Oh, honey! |
| suckle rose!
|
| I don’t buy sugar
|
| You just have to touch my cup;
|
| I don’t need sugar
|
| It’s sweet -- stir it up!
|
| When I’m taking sips
|
| From your dainty lips
|
| Seems the honey fairly drips
|
| You’re confection, goodness knows
|
| Oh, honey! |
| suckle rose |