She's one of those Sunday afternoon walkers
Who searches down the rich dick
So here comes, speak this way baby
Ain't no tongue some kinda a trick
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So shake that kick, ooh shake that kick
Shavin' your underarms
I got my eyes on your
If I could just get your hands on my balls
[Chorus:]
Hello High C Cherrie
Would you bring it on over here
I got a big jet black Cadillac
Parked out back in the rear
I'd give you twenty five heathens
To serve you a six pack of rollin' thunder beer
Say ain't that enough, Cherrie
To stick it in you
Eww my my the girl with rolls
That's the way talk [High C]
You must admit you're heaven sent
For big boys
Hey I'm on the corner taken
Hey baby, I can hold my own
[Cherrie] Meet me on C Street, baby
Hey little girl, you want an ice cream cone
Hello High C Cherrie
Shake that trash over here
I got a big jet black Cadillac
Its parked out back in the rear
I'd give you twenty five heathens
To serve you a six pack of rollin' thunder beer
Say ain't that enough, Cherrie
To stick it in you
Hey baby, are you with escort
Are you really on your way home
[Cherrie] Would you make it with a poor schoolboy
Would you let this dog throw you his bone
I don't mean to be pushy
But I know I'd shove you down on the ground [hell ya]
How can a sane man
Adjust to havin' you around
[Chorus]
Hello High C Cherrie
Would you bring it on over here
I got a big jet black Cadillac
Crashed out back in the rear
I'll give you twenty five heathens
To serve you a six pack of rollin' thunder beer
Say ain't that enough, Cherrie
Hey is that enough, Cherrie
Oh hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, Cherrie
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