(You Never Give Me Your Money)
You cover everything in honey
To make it more palatable
Whether it’s fruit or vegetable
It breaks down
Bee’s always make you more number
If you touch them on a large carnation
And if it leads to an investigation
I break down
Up for breakfast, honeys spent
Get some more, it’s heaven sent
Eating honeys fun, know where to go
After breakfast, got to pack
Monday morning, turning back
Yellow honey flows, know where to go
And it gives that magic feeling, know where to go
Oh, that magic feeling
Know where to go, know where to go
With sweet cream
Honey and cream can’t think of a better cuisine
It’ll take you away from here
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away
With sweet cream and honey today
With honey today
With honey today (yes, it did)
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Honey is like manna from Heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Honey is like manna from Heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Honey is like manna from Heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Honey is like manna from Heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Honey is like manna from Heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Honey is like manna from Heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Honey is like manna from Heaven