| Honey, there’s something buzzin' 'round my heart
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| Something that must be satisfied
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| My dearie
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| See that Morris chair
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| Standing over there
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| There’s some room to spare
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| Now for some love prepare
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| Make yourself comf’table before we start
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| Tie yourself right up to my side
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| Sing me that lovin' song that goes something like
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| Ummm, umm, umm, umm
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| Cuddle and squeeze me honey
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| Lead me right to Cupid’s door
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| Take me out upon that ocean called the «Lovable Sea»
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| Fry each kiss in honey, then present it to me
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| Cuddle and please me honey
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| Anchor at that kissing shore
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| My honey, stop, stop, stop, stop, don’t dare to stop
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| Come over and love me some more
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| Hon' did I hear you say you’re going home?
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| Just 'cause the clock is striking nine
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| My dearie
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| That clock at its best
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| Is an hour fast
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| Eight o’clock just past
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| Stay, let the party last
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| Surely you wouldn’t leave me all alone
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| Just for to satisfy the time
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| Sing me that lovin' song that goes something like
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| Ummm, umm, umm, umm |