Don't you make a fool out of me
It's so hot; I can't see
It's too hot for me
But not too hot for the queen bee
Give me your honey
Give me your honey
Give me your honey
Ooh baby, you're so sweet, but you stung me
And I was walking down the street
Staring way down at your feet
Lost all of my pride
But I'm not that guy
Give me your honey
Give me your honey
Give me your honey
Ooh baby, you're so sweet, but you stung me
And I've been living way too long
And I can't seem to remove this thorn
I live like I have lived wrong
I don't want to be reborn
And I've been barefoot on a desert path
I've lived in the mind of Sylvia Plath
I love how you are so bleak
But you still dress so damn chic