She was a working girl Norht 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

oooh, yeah

I like it like that, Oohh, I like this kinda, 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.

Come...

Ha ha ha, oo, oh, Honey Pie...