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Lyricist: Louis Armstrong
Lyrics:
Say, I have no use for other sweets of any kind, baby
Since the day you came around
But from the start, I instantly made up my mind
No sweeter sweetness can be found
(You so sweet) oh Pops
(Can’t be beat) you mean it?
(Nothing sweeter ever stood on feet, yes)
Every honeybee fills with jealousy
When they see you out with me
I don't blame them goodness knows (oh yes)
Honeysuckle rose (scat)
When you passin' by flowers droop and sigh
And I know the reason why
You much sweeter, goodness knows
Honeysuckle rose (say Pops say)
Don't buy sugar
(You just have to touch my cup)
You're my sugar
(It's sweet when you stir it up)
Said, when I'm takin’ sips from your tasty lips
(Seems the honey fairly drips)
You're confection, goodness knows
Honeysuckle rose