Her name is Cherry We´ve just met But already she knows me better than you She understands me After eighteen 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 sound I dunno how to turn you down You´re so thick and my patience thin So I got me a new best friend With a pickup that puts you to shame And Cherry is her name
And when I´m lonely Cherry´s there And she plays along while I sing out my blues I could be crying And you don´t care You won´t call me back, you´re stubborn as 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
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