I don't need your company
said the flower to the bee
when love is sweet you come to me
when it turns sour you just leave me
I got no more honey for you
we just can't seem to agree
a sailor calling in the breeze
north or south, west or east
you're just gonna just blow me the way you please
I got no more honey for you
I need you love
I need you love so bad
but you still treat me like
I'm some kind of fool
and I just can't have that