Song Length |
3:20 |
Genre |
Country - Contemporary, Country - Honky Tonk |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
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Lyrics
MELT THE HONEY
© Andy Taylor/Tom Spencer
Man I'm done, glad the week is through
I'm so tired of being tired, it's giving me the blues
I've been workin', ding to dong
Leaves no time for me 'n you, girl something's wrong
With your job and the kids, you've got your hands full too
Something's gotta give, cuz babe we're overdue
PUT ON YOUR MISS ME JEANS AND YOUR HIGH HEEL SLINGS, THE ONES WITH THE PEEKABOO TOES
WE'RE GONNA DANCE AND RE-ROMANCE, STAY OUT TIL THE BULLS COME HOME
WE'LL FIND A KARAOKE BAR AND WE'LL SING LIKE STARS,
MAKE OUT LIKE KIDS IN THE BACK OF THE CAR
YEAH I KNOW IT MAY SOUND FUNNY
HAHA
YEAH, LET'S MELT THE HONEY
It's golden and delicious
Gooey and nutritious
It does no good sittin' on the shelf, up high all by itself
Time will make it separate
It takes heat to regenerate
What I'm sayin's right on the money
Yeah let's melt the honey
CHORUS
LET'S GO! (SOLO)
BRIDGE
YOUR SMILE SAYS YOU AGREE
THAT IT'S TIME FOR YOU AND ME
AND BABY I CANT WAIT....SO
CHORUS
.....MAKE OUT LIKE KIDS IN THE BACK OF THE CAR
I KNOW ITS FELT CRUMMY, BUT OUR LOVE IS OH SO YUMMY, GIRL I'M NO DUMMY,
LET'S MELT THE HUNNY
OH YEAH
I'M TALKING BOUT BEING LIKE BUNNIES
MELT THE HONEY