Honey Did the Bees Make You
Sitting on the front porch thinking about you and I. Hoping that we would never separate from each other.. but now it's just a memory that I can't let go.. and I don't want to let you go. So honey did the bees make you? How does it feel Good like looking at someone else's shoes... If honey did the bees make you? I'm so glad I'm sitting alone dreaming about what was.. just sitting thinking honey did the bees make you . Yey, you turned around in your chair at school in 9th grade asking me the same darn question.. honey did the bees make you... Now I ask you that question wondering where you been.. and God only knows . Honey did the bees make you?
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