Lyrics Honeysuckle Highway - Ian Dury , The Blockheads
Exploring
every
avenue
of
love
on
the
honeysuckle
highway
Eschewing
every
vestige
of
regret
we
gaily
slip
along
Displaying
all
the
evidence
of
mirth
on
the
daffodyllic
byway
And
needing
no
excuse
to
have
a
laugh
'cos
we're
doing
nothing
wrong
You
want
magic?
I'll
provide
it
You
want
daydream?
I'm
inside
it
You
want
mystery?
It
will
find
you
You've
got
a
moonbeam
right
behind
you
Cruising
down
carnality
canal
in
my
canoe
can
I
canoodle?
Rounding
every
bending
that
we're
wending
in
a
loopy
disarray
Evincing
all
the
properties
of
rapture
witha
sybaritic
splendour
And
shedding
every
nagging
little
footle
that
is
getting
in
the
way
You
want
magic?
I
can
do
it
You
want
lovelight?
Nothing
to
it
You
want
everything
to
be
groovy?
You
got
me
now,
let's
get
moving
Come
with
me
where
the
air
is
free
And
spirits
can
in
harmony
unite
Swim
with
me
in
the
rainbow
sea
We're
strangers
to
catastrophe
tonight
Where
all
the
clocks
tell
different
times
And
no-one
finds
the
time
to
be
uptight
Where
sweet
suggestions
grow
on
trees
And
love
explodes
as
well
indeed
it
might
Exploring
every
avenue
of
love
on
the
honeysuckle
highway
And
needing
no
excuse
to
have
a
laugh
'cos
we're
doing
nothing
wrong
You
want
magic?
Well,
you've
got
it
You
want
licence?
I
forgot
it
You
want
romance?
Let's
get
busy
I've
got
magic
to
make
you
dizzy
Come
with
me
to
the
special
place
The
first
thing
you
get
on
your
face,
a
smile
As
secrets
flourish
in
their
space
So
love
will
cherish
every
grace
and
style
When
pressure's
on
another
case
We
get
along
without
a
trace
of
bile
Though
memories
we'll
ne'er
erase
Our
happiness
can
run
apace
meanwhile
You
wore
a
bandana,
I
wore
navy
blue
We
met
in
Havana
at
quarter
past
two
Across
the
Savannah
and
down
to
the
beach
You
munched
a
banana,
I
nibbled
a
peach
You
played
a
small
solo,
I
muffled
a
drum
You
offered
a
polo,
I
stuck
with
my
gum
I
danced
a
light
polka,
you
threw
a
few
hoops
I
was
Oscar
Homolka,
you
were
Marjorie
Proops
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