Dear Honey

Well he was a gent, who was quite content with his beautiful trips and his
clean politics
And the beauty queen, he wed in a limousine but dreams are obscene,
oh those dreams are obscene
Cause I drank away all my money
I spent the night on the street
Think I just lost my dear honey
Who’s gonna take care of me?
We searched every dive, and heard he’s alive and he works 9−5 near the downtown
divide
And when I saw him there, he looked at me strange and said «spare any change
sir, spare any change?»
Cause I drank away all my money
I spent the night on the street
Think I just lost my dear honey
Who’s gonna take care of me?