Queen of the Bees
I feel lonely when I'm left all alone
I feel homely when you leave me at home
And the witchcraft that you're putting on me
Is a patch on a raft that is far out to sea
Pass me the bread, and the brown sugar cubes
And I'll butter your toast, while you take off your shoes
The coffee is warm, but it's not too good
Or maybe it's misunderstood, like me
Oh honey, can't you see
I wanna hold you, like a sloth hugs a tree
'Cause I crave you, like a glass needs wine
But I'm worried, that I'm wasting your time
Let's take a stroll to the end of the street
Put your hand in my pocket, so the neighbors can see
I want them to see, I want them to see, oh Lord, let them see
You can buzz all you want, they don't hear you like me
I'm a fly on the wall and you're the queen of the bees
Pass me the bread and the green tea leaves
I'll butter your toast, while you're taking it easy
My tea needs honey, 'cause it's not so good
And who cares if I'm misunderstood?
'Cause I love you, like my mother loves me
I wanna hold you, like an ant climbs a tree
Let's take a stroll to the end of the street
I'm a fly on the wall, and you're the queen of the bees
I feel homely when you leave me at home
And the witchcraft that you're putting on me
Is a patch on a raft that is far out to sea
Pass me the bread, and the brown sugar cubes
And I'll butter your toast, while you take off your shoes
The coffee is warm, but it's not too good
Or maybe it's misunderstood, like me
Oh honey, can't you see
I wanna hold you, like a sloth hugs a tree
'Cause I crave you, like a glass needs wine
But I'm worried, that I'm wasting your time
Let's take a stroll to the end of the street
Put your hand in my pocket, so the neighbors can see
I want them to see, I want them to see, oh Lord, let them see
You can buzz all you want, they don't hear you like me
I'm a fly on the wall and you're the queen of the bees
Pass me the bread and the green tea leaves
I'll butter your toast, while you're taking it easy
My tea needs honey, 'cause it's not so good
And who cares if I'm misunderstood?
'Cause I love you, like my mother loves me
I wanna hold you, like an ant climbs a tree
Let's take a stroll to the end of the street
I'm a fly on the wall, and you're the queen of the bees
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Writer(s): John Anthony White
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