Verse:

Thought I'd made a clean escape
Till I heard the boss yell wait
Two feet from freedom's door
And the life I'm living for
For once I finally stood up to the man
Said, Sorry boss I've got weekend plans

Chorus:

To put my Honey where my mouth is
Wanna taste her sticky sweet kiss
Gonna find a place where we can hide away
Our love account's been empty
But we're gonna fill it plenty
Need to spend more time where it really pays
And put my Honey where my mouth is

Verse:

Yeah my job pays pretty good
I won't lose it knock on wood
But I've got business of my own
And she's waiting there at home
I've been the boss's busy worker bee
But now I need to fly home to my queen