Every honeybee fills with jealousy When they see you out with me. I don t blame em, goodness knows, My honeysuckle rose. Flowers droop and sigh when you re passin by, and I know the reason why-- You re much sweeter, goodness knows You re my honeysuckle rose. I don t buy sugar-- You just have to touch my cup. You re my sugar-- It s so sweet when you stir it up. On the avenue, people look at you, and I know just why they do, You re much sweeter, goodness knows, You re my honeysuckle rose. instrumental Every honeybee fills with jealousy When they see you re out with me. You re much sweeter, goodness knows, You re my honeysuckle. Oh....flowers droop and sigh when you re passin by and I know the reason why. You re much sweeter, goodness knows, You re my honeysuckle rose. I don t buy sugar-- You just have to touch my cup. You re my sugar-- It s so sweet when you stir it up On the avenue, people look at you, and I know just why they do. You re much sweeter goodness knows, You re my honeysuckle rose. You re much sweeter, goodness knows, My honeysuckle rose!

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