Honey Pie

She was a working girl north of England way

(Now she's hit the big time) In the U. S. A.

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 position 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 knee

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 it like that)

(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?

T-t-tee

Now, 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

Honey Pie, Honey Pie