Billerica Honey

"Woof woof" says he
From a pin off 95
This city slicker's skipping town
If I have to learn to drive
With the back door open
And the back seat wet
Well lucky me, this pedigreed
Heavy petter's gonna get a better pet

And I'm cooked in Cambridge
Somerville is on the shelf
In Mattapan I'm a wanted man
I gotta look out for my health
And his cup overfloweth
In the quest to quench my thirst
He's my Billerica Honey
And I said I saw him first

"Look, look," says me
It ain't tricky to explain
That if you want sugar, Honey
You can lick it off the cane
And his eyes turned beeswax
And the air turned blood
Oh, picture me a fleur de lis
Before you leave me belly-up within the flood

And I stayed your flower
And the hour turned to two
And before we blew it, Honey
We had loved us black and blue
And my fate I do not knoweth
But for better or for worse
He's my Billerica honey
And it's just the second verse

"But, but," says me
From the other side of town
Ever since you flew here, Honey
I can barely pin you down
And you put me through the ringer
With your stinger in my side
Boy, you're cute as hell
But I still can't tell
If the admission worth the goddamn ride!

"Hush hush," says he
What you wish is in my power
But if you want Grade A honey
I gotta buzz from flower to flower
And I'll burn him, Lord I'll smoke him
For to kick him out my hive
He's my Billerica honey
Wanted dead, but best alive

"Knock, knock, knock" says he
What I got is all you need
And if you want Grade A honey
You gotta be prepared to bleed
And my gut turned royal jelly
As he stroked my wounds with salt
My shriveled slug ain't got no love
And it's all your ego's fault!

"Kiss, kiss!" says he
What you are is what you eat
And if you'll be Daddy's sonny
You can help inspect the meat
Well I'm really sorry, Papa
No one speaks like that to me
Keep your Billerica honey
I've got Peaches in JP
Keep your Billerica honey, Honey
Don't come back to me



Credits
Writer(s): Phillip Berman
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