A young man should be blessed with love
There's just flesh and fire below
This drunken, senseless reeling
Hands on my face Some silk and lace
Sweet perfume kisses For me
Wherever you burn I have returned
You lucky lady Honey bee
I have to leave you in the morning
You always wanted to be free
Stay with me Sweet lucky lady
Don't ever leave me Honey bee
Awake in cold places
Cool ice and icy faces
Some dead and some living
Most of them doing something in between
My lady in waiting
Must have turned to hating me
Some bitter awakening this has been
The next time she calls I'm gonna let her in
The next time she calls I'm gonna let her in
And if she leaves me in the morning
At least we both have been relieved
Now stay with me Stay with me Sweet lucky lady
Don't you ever leave me Honey bee
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