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Gloria Gaynor

Gloria Gaynor

Honey Bee

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Honey
Honey bee
Honey bee
Honey bee
Honey
Honey

You're my honey bee You're my honey bee, baby
Come on and sting me Your love is sweet as can be
You're my honey bee You're my honey bee, baby
Come on and sting me Your love is sweet as can be

You're always so busy
Workin' on love's honeycomb
Chalk full of sugar down your sweet mouth
Every time you kiss me, boy, really turns me on

You're always buzzin', buzzin', buzzin'
Love is in the air
There's nothin' like your lovin'
Boy, it's beyond compare, yeah

You're my honey bee You're my honey bee, baby
Come on and sting me Your love is sweet as can be
You're my honey bee, yeah You're my honey bee, baby
Come on and sting me Your love is sweet as can be

There's so much love power
In everything you bring to me
Whenever I'm snuggled in your arms
The love you bring makes my heart sing

You know love is where you are
There's where I want to be
When its cold outside
You're honey love's so good to me

You're my honey bee, oh, yeah You're my honey bee, baby
Come on and sting me, oh Your love is sweet as can be
You're my honey bee You're my honey bee, baby
Come on and sting me, ah Your love is sweet as can be, ow

Ah'

You're my honey bee You're my honey bee, baby
Come on and sting me, yeah Your love is sweet as can be
You're my honey bee You're my honey bee, baby
Sweet love, oh Your love is sweet as can be

Honey, honey, honey You're my honey bee, baby
Honey bee Your love is sweet as can be
Sweet love You're my honey bee, baby
Sweet love, give it to me Your love is sweet as can be

Got to have it, need your love, ah, yeah You're my honey bee, baby
Sweet honey bee, yeah Your love is sweet as can be
Sweet You're my honey bee, baby love, ah'
Your love is sweet as can be

You're my honey bee

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