She was a working girl
Now she's hit the big time
North of England way
In the U.S.A.
And if she could only hear me
Honey pie you are making me crazy
This is what I'd say.
So won't you please come home.
I'm in love but I'm lazy Come and show me the magic
Oh honey pie my position is tragic
of your Hollywood song. And now the thought of meeting you
Makes me weak in the knee.
You became a legend of the silver screen Oh honey pie you are driving me frantic
To be where you belong.
Sail across the Atlantic
Across the sea Will the wind that blew her boat
Honey pie you are making me crazy Kindly send her sailing back to me.
So won't you please come homeI'm in love but I'm lazy.
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