Funny Honey

Anastacia15 ส.ค. 2003

Funny Honey - Original Soundtrack

Sometimes I'm right

Sometimes I'm wrong


But he doesn't care


He'll string along


He loves me so


That funny honey of mine


Sometimes I'm down

Sometimes I'm up


But he follows 'round

Like some droopy-eyed pup


He loves me so


That funny honey of mine


He ain't no sheik


That's no great physique

And Lord knows, he ain't got the smarts


Oh, but look at that soul


I tell you, the whole


Is a whole lot greater than

The sum of his parts


And if you knew him like me


I know you'd agree


What if the world


Slandered my name?

Why, he'd be right there

Taking the blame


He loves me so


And it all suits me fine


That funny, sunny, honey

Hubby of mine

A man's got a right to protect his home

and his loved ones, right?

Of course, he has.

Well, I came in from the garage, Officer, and I

see him coming through the window. With my

wife Roxanne there, sleepin' an angel...


He loves me so


That funny honey of mine angel!

I mean supposin', just supposin', he had violated

her or somethin' know what I mean...


I know what you mean...

...or somethin'. Think how terrible that would have been.

It's a good thing I came home from work on time, I'm tellin' ya that! I say I'm tellin' ya that!

He loves me so

That funny honey of mine

Name of deceased... Fred Casely.

Fred Casely. How could he be a burglar?

My wife knows him! He sold us our furniture!



Lord knows he ain't got the smarts!

She lied to me. She told me he was a burglar!

You mean he was dead when you got home?

She had him covered with a sheet and she's givin'

me this cock and bull story about a burglar, and how

I ought to say I did it 'cause I was sure to get off. 'Help me, Amos', she said. 'It's my goddamn hour of need!'

Burglar, huh!

Now, he shot off his trap!

I can't STAND that SAP!

Look at him go

Rattin' on me

With just one more brain

What a half-wit he'd be

If they string me up

(spoken) Well, I'll know who

Bought the twine!

And I believed her!

That cheap little tramp. So, she

Was two-timing me, huh?

Well, then, she can just

Swing for all I care.

Boy, I'm down at the garage,

Working my butt off fourteen

Hours a day and she's up mucnhin'

on god-damn bon bons and jazzing.

This time she pushed me too far.

That little chiseler.

Boy, what I sap I was!


That scummy, crummy

DUMMY hubby of mine!