Wednesday, Sep. 20, 2017

Honey Pie

Honey Pie (Lennon-McCartney)

She was a working girl, north of England way

Now she’s hitting 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 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 this kind of hot kind of music, hot kind of music

Play it to me…play it to me, honey with blues
Will the wind that blew her boat
Across the sea
Kindly send her sailing back to me.
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