Honey Do - Live

You never try to keep, the wild ones home

But mister, don't just sit there and wait

Go out on the town, makin' all of the rounds

It don't matter, if you're your own date

(Aah, aah, ah, ah ah ah)

(Aah, aah, ah, ah ah ah)

Vacantly occupied, sat on the beach 'til my body got fried

Dreamin' of your pretty eyes, up, in South Carolina

I can't pronounce my r's or g's, when I'm speakin' Southernese

Honey do, honey come and do me again

I've seen, your fat cat style

Three hundred pounds of jive ass smile

Young girls, gigglin' all the while

That's not, my cup of chowder

I go for candlelight

Cold champagne nearly every night

Honey do, a little toast for me and you

Honey (honey), why couldn't you have taken, the non-stop train

I'm hungry (hungry), and I really want to see you again

I know it's gettin' late

Waiter keeps starin' at your, empty plate

Maitre'd keeps tellin' me

"Uh, Sir, she's just not coming"

Now what the hell, does garcon know

We've been through all this before

Honey do, honey come and do me again

Alright, Blues Torpedoes

Honey (honey), why couldn't you have taken, the non-stop train

I'm hungry (hungry), and I really want to see you again

Vacantly occupied, sat on the beach 'til my body got fried

Dreamin' of your, pretty eyes, up in South Carolina

I can't pronounce my r's or g's, when I'm speakin' Southernese

Honey do, honey come and do me again (one more time)

Yeah, honey do, honey come and do me again

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Honey do, honey come and do me again