Cherry

Her name is Cherry
We've just met but already she knows me better than you
She understands me after 18 years
and you still don't see me like you ought to do
Maybe we could talk bout things if you was made of wood and strings
while i love her every time
i dont know how to turn you down
you so thick and my patience is thin
so i got me a new best friend
with a pick up that puts you to shame and cherry is her name
and when im lonely cherry's there
and she plays along while i sing out my blues
i could be crying and you dont care
you wont call me back youre stubborn as a mule
maybe we could talk bout things if you was made of wood and strings
You might think i've gone too far
I'm talking bout my new guitar


source: Songteksten.nl

Language: english