| Honey, baby |
| Listen, oh my darlin', please listen and hear me |
| And take those feet of yours and come to me |
| So you can take those arms of yours and squeeze me |
| I’d be so happy, things would be right |
| Oh, you could take those lips of yours and kiss me all the night |
| So hurry darlin', I’m in misery |
| Yes, yes, hurry and bring your sweet self back to me |
| Smile with those eyes of yours, tell me you care |
| Then take those hands of yours and run through my hair |
| And love me, darlin', both night and day |
| Well, I know just what you’ll do, sweetheart, if you feel the same old way |
| You’ll hurry, honey, my sweet baby |
| Oh yes, you’ll hurry and bring your sweet self back to me |
| Come take those ears of yours, hear what I say |
| And take those things of yours, and head my way |
| And don’t be slow, hon, please hurry up |
| Oh, catch a plane because a train just ain’t fast enough |
| You’ve been away, dear, too long, you see |
| Oh yes, yes, please, please hurry, bring your sweet self back to me |