Honey Pie

She was a working girl North of England way
Now, she's hit the big time in the USA
And if she could only hear me, this is what I'd say

Honey pie, oh, you're 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 the legend of the silver screen
And now the thought of meeting you
Makes me weak in the knees

Oh, honey pie, oh, you're driving me frantic
Sail across the Atlantic
To be where you belong
Oh, honey pie, honey pie

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?
Hee-hee-hee

Oh, honey pie, oh, you're driving me crazy
I'm in love, but I'm lazy
Oh, won't you please come home?
Oh, honey pie, honey pie, oh, oh-oh
Honey pie, come home