"It ain't honeysuckle!"

Remember "My Darling Clementine"?
Wyatt Earp sits on the saloon porch of Tombstone and his kid brother Morgan sighs: "Whenever I feel the smell of honeysuckle, I think of Mother."
Wyatt who has just come out of the perfumed barbershop retorts:
"It ain't honeysuckle, it's me!"