Whoa, whoa, whoa
Cherry
Sittin’ in the corner graceful as the Virgin Mary
You’re a halo in a smokey room
Halo in a smokey room
Glowing smokey bathroom
Whoa, whoa
Cherry
I can be your author, you can be my sanctuary
Why don’t you gaze into my eyes a while?
Gaze into my eyes a while
Give me a Lolita smile
Ever since the dawn of creation
And ever since the dawn of time
This way it’s always been
With it’s own reason and rhyme
Ever since the dawn of creation
And ever since the dawn of time
The Man has got to have the Woman
Where’s the crime? Where’s the crime? Where’s the crime?
Well, I’m no Margaret Mead
But I’ve got a bead on your cultural need
Oh, Cherry. Oh, Cherry
You need a lover, not a backseat steed
Cherry
Sittin’ on a pillow
Singing like a crazed canary
Promise that your love is true
Promise that your love is true
‘Cause that may only mean a month or two
Whoa, whoa