Honey Pie (Anthology 3 Version)

Honey Pie
She was a working girl
North of England way.
Now shes hit the big time
In the U.S.A.
And if she could only hear me
This is what Id say.
Honey pie you are making me crazy
Im in love but Im lazy
So wont 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
Im in love but Im lazy
So wont you please come home.
back to me honey pie
Honey pie,honey pie.