Lyrics:

She was a working girl
North of England way
Now she's hit the big time
In the U.S.A.?
And if she could only hear me
This is what I'd say...

Honey Pie, you are making me crazy
I'm in love, but I'm lazy
So, won't you please come home?

Oh, Honey Pie, my position is tragic
Come and show me the magic
Of your Hollywood song

You became a legend of the silver screen
And now the thought of meeting you
Makes me weak in the knee

Oh, Honey Pie, you are driving me frantic
Sail across the Atlantic
To be where you belong
Honey pie, come back to me

Ooh... yeah...
I like it like that, ooh-ah...
I like this kind of, her kind of music
Her kind of music
Play it to me
Play it to me, Hollywood blues

Will the wind that blew her boat across the sea
Kindly send her sailing back to me?
Tee-tee-tee

Now, Honey Pie, you are making me crazy
I'm in love, but I'm lazy
So, won't you please come home?
Come, come back to me, Honey Pie – ha-a-ha-ha!

Ooh-ooh-hoo, oh, oh
Oh-ha-ho, woah-oh, oh, oh
Honey Pie, Honey Pie