Honey Do

Honey do By: jimmy buffett, michael utley 1983 For hoagy carmichael You never try to keep the wild ones home But mister don't just sit there and wait Go out on the town makin' all of the rounds It don't matter if you're your own date (aah, aah, ah, ah ah ah) (aah, aah, ah, ah ah ah) Vacantly occupied, sat on the beach 'til my body got fried Dreamin' of your pretty eyes up in south carolina I can't pronounce my r's or g's when I'm speakin' southernese Honey do, honey come and do me again I've seen your fat cat style Three hundred pounds of jive a*s smile Young girls gigglin' all the while That's not my cup of chowder I go for candlelight Cold champagne nearly every night Honey do, a little toast for me and you Honey (honey) why couldn't you have taken the non-stop train I'm hungry (hungry) and I really want to see you again I know it's gettin' late Waiter keeps starin' at your empty plate Maitre'd keeps tellin' me "uh sir, she's just not coming" Now what the hell does garcon know We've been through all this befo' Honey do, honey come and do me again -- spoken: "alright blues torpedoes" (sax solo) Honey (honey) why couldn't you have taken the non-stop train I'm hungry (hungry) and I really want to see you again Vacantly occupied, sat on the beach 'til my body got fried Dreamin' of your pretty eyes up in south carolina I can't pronounce my r's or g's when I'm speakin' southernese Honey do, honey come and do me again (one more time) Yeah honey do, honey come and do me again Oh oh oh oh Honey do, honey come and do me again - notes: Drums: matt betton Upright ba*s: david jackson Saxophones: matt betton and the blues torpedoes Background vocals: rita coolidge, david lasley, arnold mcculler