Baby gotta quit your cryin'

About your lyin' to your old man

Because i know, you know and he knows

I'm your cherry poppin' daddy man

I wanna give ya little taste of heaven

And he only wants to hold your hand

Because i know, you know and he knows

I'm your cherry poppin' daddy man

Good god, cherry poppin' daddy man



Yeah, lipstick is all on my collar

The fruit baby is on my vine

Well girl i'm gonna make a momma

Hoot and holler.. out my name



You gotta quit all your complainin'

And baby tellin' me that i don't know

Because i know, you know and he knows

That life is just a honky tonk show

Can't you hear them

Big city horns blowin'

Clear across the town

Let's take a cake walk over to gabriel

And blow your cherry poppin' daddy down

Oh yeah, cherry poppin' daddy down



Yeah, lipstick is all on my collar

The fruit baby is on my vine

Well girl, i'm gonna make a momma

Hoot and holler... out my name


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