Her name is Cherry
Yeaheaha oh 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
May may maybe we could talk about things
If you was made of wood and strings
While I love her every sound
I don’t know how the took you down
You're so thick and my patience thin
I got me a new best friend
With a pickup that puts you to shame
Cherry is her name
And when I'm lonеly yeahea Cherry's thеre
And she plays along while I I sing out my blues
And I could be crying
And you don't care
You won't call me back you're stubborn as a mule
Maybe who you would talk about things
If you was made of wood and strings
Yeah you might think that got too far
I'm talking about my new guitar
Yeaheaha oh 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
May may maybe we could talk about things
If you was made of wood and strings
While I love her every sound
I don’t know how the took you down
You're so thick and my patience thin
I got me a new best friend
With a pickup that puts you to shame
Cherry is her name
And when I'm lonеly yeahea Cherry's thеre
And she plays along while I I sing out my blues
And I could be crying
And you don't care
You won't call me back you're stubborn as a mule
Maybe who you would talk about things
If you was made of wood and strings
Yeah you might think that got too far
I'm talking about my new guitar
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