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Ev'ry honeybee.... fills with jealousy
When they see you out with me
I don't blame them....goodness knows
Honeysuckle RoseWhen you're passin' by....flowers drop and sigh
And I know the reason why
You're much sweeter....goodness knows
Honeysuckle RoseDon't buy sugar....you just have to touch my cup
you're my sugar....it's so sweet when you stir it upWhen I'm taking sips...from your tasty lips
Seems the honey fairly drips
You're confection.....goodness knows
Honeysuckle Rose.Don't buy sugar....you just have to touch my cup
you're my sugar....it's so sweet when you stir it upWhen I'm taking sips...from your tasty lips
Seems the honey fairly drips
You're confection.....goodness knows
Honeysuckle Rose.I said you're confection.....goodness knows
Honeysuckle Rose.
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| 4:53 |
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| 4:26 |
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| 5:04 |
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| 3:20 |
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| 5:14 |
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| 3:10 |
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| 4:37 |
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Cold empty bed...springs hurt my head
Feels like ole ned...wished i was dead
What did i do...to be so black and blueEven the mouse...ran from my house
They laugh at you...and all that you do
What did i do...to be so black and blueI'm white...inside...but, that don't help my case
That's life...can't hide...what is in my faceHow would it end...ain't got a friend
My only sin...is in my skin
What did i do...to be so black and blue
How would it end...i ain't got a friend
My only sin...is in my skin
What did i do...to be so black and blue
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No one to talk with
All by myself
No one to walk with
But I'm happy on the shelf
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for youI know for certain
The one I love
I'm through with flirtin'
It's just you I'm thinkin' of
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for youLike Jack Horner
In the corner
Don't go nowhere
What do I care?
Your kisses are worth waitin' for
Believe meI don't stay out late
Don't care to go
I'm home about eight
Just me and my radio
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
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| 4:51 |
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Cold empty bed...springs hurt my head
Feels like ole ned...wished i was dead
What did i do...to be so black and blueEven the mouse...ran from my house
They laugh at you...and all that you do
What did i do...to be so black and blueI'm white...inside...but, that don't help my case
That's life...can't hide...what is in my faceHow would it end...ain't got a friend
My only sin...is in my skin
What did i do...to be so black and blue
How would it end...i ain't got a friend
My only sin...is in my skin
What did i do...to be so black and blue
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| 4:39 |
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| 4:57 |
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| 3:15 |
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| 3:19 |
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| 3:01 |
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| 3:14 |
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| 3:27 |
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| 3:30 |
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| 3:13 |
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