Cherry
In the middle of the back seat
As we're cruising on down the street
To set the night on fire
Cherry
She gives him some of her precious time
But she knows just where to draw the line
She's a mistress of desire
Slow night
Slow night
Slow night on fire
He is young
But old enough to know better
She says it doesn't matter
As she takes him high
The dream gets bad
Begins to split at the seams
Oh - he spills her beans
They start to spread like fire
Slow night
Slow night
Slow night on fire
In the middle of the back seat
As we're cruising on down the street
To set the night on fire
Cherry
She gives him some of her precious time
But she knows just where to draw the line
She's a mistress of desire
Slow night
Slow night
Slow night on fire
He is young
But old enough to know better
She says it doesn't matter
As she takes him high
The dream gets bad
Begins to split at the seams
Oh - he spills her beans
They start to spread like fire
Slow night
Slow night
Slow night on fire
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