Honey Your Baby - Cats On Fire

Played from the bottom of your heart

That is why it is so sad

Are we supposed to listen to when

When your loving becomes fine art

And when something really hits you

You strum your guitar

And you write another song

About your girlfriend and her bed

Or you write another song

About a woman that you met at a bar

Sung from the bottom of your heart

Well, I have to say I’m sorry

I didn’t realise how empty it was

When the World War starts

Relieved by the fame that saves you

You see your chance

And you write another song

About your girlfriend and her bed

Or you write another song

About a woman that you met at a bar

And you call her «baby»

And you call her «honey», too

And you call her «baby»

And you call her «honey», too

Then you write another song

About your girlfriend and her bed

And you write another song

About a woman that you met at a bar