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Honey lovin you is the greatest thing
I get to be myself and I get to sing
I get to play at being irresponsible
I come home late at night and I love your soul
I never forget you in my prayers
I never have a bad thing to report

You’re my picture on the wall
You’re my vision in the hall
You’re the one I’m talking to
When I get in from my work
You are my girl, and you don’t even know it
I am livin out the life of a poet
I am the jester in the ancient court
You’re the funny little frog in my throat

My eye sight’s fading, my hearing’s dim
I can’t get insured for the state I’m in
I’m a danger to myself I’ve been starting fights
At the party at the club on a Saturday night
But I don’t get disapproving from my girl
She gets all the highlights wrapped in pearls..

You’re my picture on the wall
You’re my vision in the hall
You’re the one I’m talking to
When I get in from my work
You are my girl, and you don’t even know it
I am livin out the life of a poet
I am the jester in the ancient court
You’re the funny little frog in my throat

I had a conversation with you at night
It’s a little one sided but that’s allright
I tell you in the kitchen about my day
You sit on the bed in the dark changing places
With the ghost that was there before you came
You’ve come to save my life again

I don’t dare to touch your hand
I don’t dare to think of you
In a physical way
And I don’t know how you smell
You are the cover of my magazine
You’re my fashion tip, a living museum
I’d pay to visit you on rainy Sundays
I’ll maybe tell you all about it someday
Honey lovin you is the greatest thing    I get to be myself and I get to sing    I get to play at being irresponsible    I come home late at night and I love your soul    I never forget you in my prayers    I never have a bad thing to report       You’re my picture on the wall    You’re my vision in the hall    You’re the one I’m talking to    When I get in from my work    You are my girl, and you don’t even know it    I am livin out the life of a poet    I am the jester in the ancient court    You’re the funny little frog in my throat       My eye sight’s fading, my hearing’s dim    I can’t get insured for the state I’m in    I’m a danger to myself I’ve been starting fights    At the party at the club on a Saturday night    But I don’t get disapproving from my girl    She gets all the highlights wrapped in pearls..       You’re my picture on the wall    You’re my vision in the hall    You’re the one I’m talking to    When I get in from my work    You are my girl, and you don’t even know it    I am livin out the life of a poet    I am the jester in the ancient court    You’re the funny little frog in my throat       I had a conversation with you at night    It’s a little one sided but that’s allright    I tell you in the kitchen about my day    You sit on the bed in the dark changing places    With the ghost that was there before you came    You’ve come to save my life again       I don’t dare to touch your hand    I don’t dare to think of you    In a physical way    And I don’t know how you smell    You are the cover of my magazine    You’re my fashion tip, a living museum    I’d pay to visit you on rainy Sundays    I’ll maybe tell you all about it someday