Honey Pie

Honey Pie

She was a working girl...
North of England way
Now she's hit the big time...
In the USA
And if she could only hear me
This is what I'd say.....


Honey pie...you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy
So won't you please come home


Oh, honey pie...my positon is tragic
Come and show me the magic
Of your Hollywood song


You became a legend of the silver screen
And now the thought of meeting you
Makes me weak in the knees


Oh honey pie.....
You are driving me frantic
Sail across the Atlantic
To be where you belong
Honey pie come back to me


I like that..yeah, ooh...
I like this kind of hot kind of music
Hot kind of music
Play it to me...play it to me Hollywood blues


Will the wind that blew her boat
Across the sea
Finally send her sailing back to me?


Oh,honey pie...you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy
So won't you please come home

Come,come back to me honey pie
Ah, ah, ah...
Honey pie, honey pie


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