Busy Bee flew ’round with glee, flirting with the teases.
Busy Bee, in his honey tree, getting what he pleases.
Busy Bee, he followed me, but I did not cry.
Busy Bee, he stung me, but I did not die.
Busy Bee floats over summit ridges.
Busy Bee hides inside rainbows of two-lips.
Busy Bee, he came for me.
But, Busy Bee can’t kill me.
Busy Bee promised me, he would not strike me twice.
Busy Bee bit me once; drained my heart completely dry.
Busy Bee bothers fathers of proper ladies.
Busy Bee drops pollen on willing ancients.
Busy Bee pedistals his golden queen.
But she don’t know who he has been.
Busy Bee, Killer Bee, finally ending even me.
When You Were Mine 