Tastes like cold wine
In the summertime
On the smooth sailing
It's like a high tide
On the inside I'm next headed
She's better when I'm buttered up
She's better when I'm cold Favorite sweater's falling off
And how can I say no?
Oh, oh, oh
Honeydark,
turn me on
Sweet replies,
summarize
I pass the stage, break today
So turn me on, my,
my honeydark
After seven years,
we're back to here
It's all clear in the mud
She's my antidote
Smoke in my throat Breathe deeper
She spins around like pure
whiz She pulls me in so close
I tried to quit like cigarettes Or maybe just some more
Oh, oh, oh Honeydark, turn me on
Sweet replies,
summarize
I pass the stage, break today
So turn me on, my,
my honeydark My honeydark
My honeydark,
turn me on Sweet replies, summarize
I pass the stage, break today So turn me on, my,
my honeydark