Your body is my playground
Your legs are like monkey-bars
The minute it takes to go up and down them
Might take me hours

If I could make it any better
You know that I would
I'd like to take you to heaven
If only I could

Honeytime, Honeytime
I'm like Pooh Bear, I always have my hand in the jar
Your aroused body has a peculiar smell
My fingers find an oasis

Slip them inside and it swells
But one of my synapses ain't firing
Am I sick, am I lame
I cannot stand and deliver

I leave the playground in shame
Honeytime, Honeytime
I'm like Pooh Bear, I always have my hand in the jar
Honeytime, Honeytime

Won't you take me there
Won't you take me there
Honeytime, Honeytime
I'm like Pooh Bear, I always have my hand in the jar

Honeytime, Honeytime
Guess I bit off a little more than I could chew this time
Honeytime, Honeytime
I'm like Pooh Bear, I always have my hand in the jar

Honeytime, Honeytime
Won't you take me there
Won't you take me there


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"Honeytime" as written by Moe Berg

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