| Every honey bee 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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| You’re my honeysuckle rose
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| Fly was dropping side when you’re passing by
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| And I know the reason why
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| I don’t blame them goodness knows
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| You’re my honeysuckle 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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| You’re my sugar
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| You’re so sweet when you stir it up
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| Drip, drip from your lips
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| Honey seems to drip from your lips
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| I don’t blame them goodness knows
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| You’re my honeysuckle rose, yes you are
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| I don’t buy sugar
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| You just have to touch my cup
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| You’re my sugar
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| You’re so sweet when you stir it up
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| your tasty lips
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| And I know the reason why
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| I don’t blame them goodness knows
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| You’re my honeysuckle rose… |