Cherries lyrics by Brendan Benson. The girl with the silver on her thing Wanna take her home, meet mom and dad It's hard to tell 'bout a girl like this She...
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The girl with the silver on her thing
Wanna take her home, meet mom and dad
It's hard to tell 'bout a girl like this
She might smile or she might spit on them
I wanna scrub her face and take her in my car
She plays with the radio and it drives me mad
Smells like cherries, and you know it makes me high
We talk about them as we drive away
Cherries
(Smells like cherries)
(Smells like cherries and you know it makes me high)
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