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, oh, you're making me crazy

I'm in love, but I'm lazy

So, won't you please come home?

Oh, honey pie, my position is tragic

Come and show me the magic

Of your Hollywood song

You became the legend of the silver screen

And now the thought of meeting you

Makes me weak in the knees

Oh, honey pie, oh, you're driving me frantic

Sail across the Atlantic

To be where you belong

Oh, honey pie, honey pie

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

Kindly send her sailing back to me?

Hee-hee-hee

Oh, honey pie, oh, you're driving me crazy

I'm in love, but I'm lazy

Oh, won't you please come home?

Oh, honey pie, honey pie, oh, oh-oh

Honey pie, come home