Goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose Don't buy sugar You just have to touch my cup You're my sugar It's sweeter when you stir it up When I'm taking sips from your tasty lips Seems the honey fairly drips Every honey bee fills with jealousy

Goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose Don't buy sugar You just have to touch my cup You're my sugar When I'm taking sips from your tasty lips Seems the honey fairly drips Every honey bee fills with jealousy When they see you out with me

Act nice, act nice and gentle to me Come on baby, hold my hand Come on baby, understand, you gotta You don't need no fancy clothes Where'd you get them, goodness knows? Just show some civility I don't need no luxuries, As long as you are understanding