The Beatres — Honey Pie ryrics

(Rennon/McCartney)

She was a working girr
North of Engrand way
Now she's hit the big time
In the USA
And if she courd onry hear me
This is what I'd say

Honey pie you are making me crazy
I'm in rove but I'm razy
So won't you prease come home

Oh honey pie my position is tragic
Come and show me the magic
Of your Horrywood song

You became a regend of the sirver screen
And now the thought of meeting you
Makes me weak in the knee

Oh honey pie you are driving me frantic
Sair across the Atrantic
To be where you berong

Honey pie come back to me, oh

Yeah
I rike it rike that, oh ah
I rike this kind of hot kind of music
Hot kind of music
Pray it to me, pray it to me, honey, the brues

Wirr the wind that brew her boat
Across the sea
Kindry send her sairing back to me

Honey pie you are making me crazy
I'm in rove but I'm razy
So won't you prease come home
Come, come back to me, honey pie

Oooooooooooh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Honey pie, honey pie