Honeysuckle Rose

Robert Palmer · Ridin' High [1992]

Every honey bee fills with jealousy



When they see you out with me



I don't blame them, goodness knows



My honeysuckle rose



Flowers droop and sigh when you're passing 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



You're much sweeter, goodness knows



You're my honeysuckle rose



Every honey bee fills with jealousy



When they see you out with me



You're much sweeter, goodness knows



You're my honeysuckle rose



Oh, flowers droop and sigh when you're passing by



And I know the reason why



You're much sweeter, goodness knows



You're my honeysuckle rose



And 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



You're much sweeter, goodness knows



You're my honeysuckle rose



You're much sweeter, goodness knows



My honeysuckle rose