Alma Cook - Honey lyrics

Here she comes She's smelling like vanilla & peaches Skin like honey I hardly even notice what she did Making trouble again & I— I will defend her for the first round But though her words seem sound, they don't hold any water When you write 'em down [Chorus:] Oh, fool me once, fool me twice We're gonna get it right Maybe I should take that warning Or maybe it can wait till morning To know every word of advice— Wouldn't it be nice? I look at her & oh, she's lovely But I'm getting kinda sick of that honey I look at her & oh, she's lovely But I'm getting kinda sick of that honey Got a grip on me Between a bad dream & a secret With a kiss so sweet— Oh, don't you know it puts me to pieces? I have got to pretend that I Will not defend you in the next round 'Cause though your words seem sound They don't hold any water when you write 'em down, so… [Chorus] SIck of the way she'll… Take me by the neck & bite me When I'm stocking up the kitchen Been a clean couple days; I might've Finally broken the addiction I swore I'd cut you at the source But when I shut the doors You leave me wanting more Honey, whatcha do that for? You know you seem so sound You always seem so sound You really seem so sound But you're only ever gonna weigh me down [Chorus] I look at her & oh, she's lovely But I'm getting kinda sick from that honey