All her dreams are made of strawberry lemonade . . .

Silly girl.

You don’t even know my name
You’ve got me on a ball and chain,
When you gonna notice me
God, you’re such a little tease

When you gonna finally land it on my lips
When you gonna give me just a little sip

You’re a honeybee, honeybee
Honeybee, you’re killing me

You don’t even know my name
I guess I ought to be ashamed
Going on the way I do
Watching you in everything
When you gonna give me just a little kick
Music in your heart and lying on your lips

You’re a honeybee, honeybee
Honeybee, you’re killing me

It’s hard to stumble in your harmonies
But just like nicotine and it gets complicated
You keep on pouring on the gasoline
And it’s the sweetest feeling, oh it gets me, gets me down

You don’t even know my name
How am I gonna reign you in
Tramping everything you see
You don’t own everything

When you gonna give me just a little hit
When you gonna give me just a little bit

You’re a honeybee, honeybee
Oh, honeybee, it’s killing me
You’re killing me, honeybee
You’re killing me, my honeybee
It’s killing me

[ honeybee ~ garbage ]

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