Lyrics:

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 R's or G's 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 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