Honeysuckle Rose

Every honeybee fills with jealousy
When they see you out with me.
I don't blame 'em, goodness knows,
My honeysuckle rose.
Flowers droop and sigh when you're passin' by,
and I know the reason why--
You're much sweeter, goodness knows
You're my honeysuckle rose.
I don't buy sugar--
You just have to touch my cup.
You're my sugar--
It's so sweet when you stir it up.
On the avenue, people look at you,
and I know just why they do,
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Oh....flowers droop and sigh when you're passin' by