Classic Poem

VERSE

What have I got that the others ain't
That always seems to please?
Ain't my perfume nor my fancy paint,
But
When I charm
The men all swarm
Just like they was bees.

REFRAIN 1

There's honey in the honeycomb,
There's sugar in the cane.
There's oysters in a real oyster stew
And bubbles in sweet champagne.
There's jelly in the jelly roll
And sap in ev'ry tree.
Oh, there's honey in the honeycomb
And, honey, there is love in me.

REFRAIN 2

There's honey in the honeycomb,
There's stuffing in a squab.
There's hot meat in a barbecue roast
And corn liquor on the cob.
There's cherries in the cherry tart
And fish in ev'ry sea.
Oh, there's honey in the honeycomb,
And, baby, there is love in me.

REFRAIN 3

There's honey in the honeycomb,
There's nectar in the peach.
There's candy in the coconut shell
And muscles on every beach.
There's money in the savings bank
And I pers'nally guarantee
There's honey in the honeycomb,
Then, baby, there is love in me.