Honeysuckle Rose-Louis Armstrong

Every honey bee fills with jealousy, When they see you out with me. Goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose When you're passin' by flowers droop and sigh, And I know the reason why. Goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose Don't buy sugar, You just have to touch my cup. You're my sugar. It's sweeter when you stir it up. When I'm taking sips from your tasty lips Seems the honey fairly drips. Goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose Goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose Don't buy sugar, You just have to touch my cup. You're my sugar. It's sweeter when you stir it up. When I'm taking sips from your tasty lips Seems the honey fairly drips. Goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose