Honey Pie (Anthology 3 Version)

Honey Pie

She was a working girl

North of England way.

Now she's hit the big time

In the U.S.A.

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.

Yeah.

I like that...ooh

I like this kind,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?

Honey pie you are making me crazy

I'm in love but I'm lazy

So won't you please come home.

back to me honey pie

Honey pie,honey pie.