I'm not sure if I have a different version, but those lyrics aren't right.
From what I hear they're:
So the Count of Monte Cristo,
Threw the cape over his head,
And gave me a penny for my thoughts,
But wouldn't get no change.
Just old age rhythms,
They were singing in his brain for,
A mechanical crusade tried to shoot down his airplane.
But I see, you see,
Aint no more honey from this bee.
I see, you see,
I'm stung, you've got a hold on me.
I see, you see,
Aint no more honey from this bee,
I see, you see,
I'm stung you've got a hold...
You are...
Wanna make you feel so special,
It's time to break the ice,
Bless you and your wicket ways,
For I guess that these are strange days,
But the tact much change,
For the duchess to revile her face,
I'd give you all my pennies for your gallantry at tomorrow's gate.
When I see, you see,
Aint no more honey from this bee,
I see, you see,
I'm stung you've got a hold on me,
I see, you see,
Aint no more honey from this bee,
I see, you see,
I'm stung you've got a hold on me,
I see, you see,
Aint no more honey from this bee,
I see, you see,
I'm stung you've got a hold on me,
I see, you see,
Aint no more honey from this bee,
I see, you see,
I'm stung you've got a hold...
So the Count of Monte Cristo,
Threw the cape over his head,
Gave me a penny for my thoughts,
But wouldn't get no change,
Just old age rhythms,
They're all singing in his brain for,
A mechanical crusade,
Tried to shoot down his airplane.
But I see, you see,
Aint no more honey from this bee,
I see, you see,
I'm stung you've got a hold on me,
I see, you see,
Aint no more honey from this bee,
I see, you see,
I'm stung you've got a hold on me, oh!
A stung you've got a hold on me.
A stung you've got a hold on me.
A stung you've got a hold on me.
So, so, so, God I love you so.
There aint no more honey bee.
But you can't, can't, can't
You wont get me to my knees.
Yeah, yeah, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm not sure if I have a different version, but those lyrics aren't right.
From what I hear they're:
So the Count of Monte Cristo, Threw the cape over his head, And gave me a penny for my thoughts, But wouldn't get no change. Just old age rhythms, They were singing in his brain for, A mechanical crusade tried to shoot down his airplane.
But I see, you see, Aint no more honey from this bee. I see, you see, I'm stung, you've got a hold on me. I see, you see, Aint no more honey from this bee, I see, you see, I'm stung you've got a hold...
You are...
Wanna make you feel so special, It's time to break the ice, Bless you and your wicket ways, For I guess that these are strange days, But the tact much change, For the duchess to revile her face,
I'd give you all my pennies for your gallantry at tomorrow's gate.
When I see, you see, Aint no more honey from this bee, I see, you see, I'm stung you've got a hold on me, I see, you see, Aint no more honey from this bee, I see, you see, I'm stung you've got a hold on me, I see, you see, Aint no more honey from this bee, I see, you see, I'm stung you've got a hold on me, I see, you see, Aint no more honey from this bee, I see, you see, I'm stung you've got a hold...
So the Count of Monte Cristo, Threw the cape over his head, Gave me a penny for my thoughts, But wouldn't get no change, Just old age rhythms, They're all singing in his brain for, A mechanical crusade, Tried to shoot down his airplane.
But I see, you see, Aint no more honey from this bee, I see, you see, I'm stung you've got a hold on me,
I see, you see, Aint no more honey from this bee, I see, you see, I'm stung you've got a hold on me, oh!
A stung you've got a hold on me. A stung you've got a hold on me. A stung you've got a hold on me. So, so, so, God I love you so. There aint no more honey bee. But you can't, can't, can't You wont get me to my knees. Yeah, yeah, no, no, no, no, no.
I see.