You never try to keep the wild ones home
So, 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
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 Rs or Gs
When I'm speakin' Southernese
Honey do, honey, come and do me again
I've seen the fat-cat style
Three hundred pounds of jive-ass 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 to me and you
Honey
Why couldn't you have taken the non-stop train?
I'm 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, "Sir, she's just not coming"
Now what the hell does garcon know
We've been through all this before
Honey do a little toast to me and you
Honey
Why couldn't you have taken the non-stop train?
I'm 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 Rs or Gs
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
