Poor But Sexy

I knew a girl
Named Cherry Delicious
With a mind that was clean
And a tongue that was vicious
She was a very fine
I don't know why she would waste her time

She pulled my stem
And removed the stone
Drank from my cup like it was her own
Pacing her self like a race car driver
Thirsty for something to take her higher

But if you call her after 10 pm
Well she's usually halfway in the bag by then
Just try to get her to say your name
More than one syllable's not in her game

Cherry Cherry
Cherry Delicious
Cherry Cherry
With that mind so vicious
Now's the time to pounce
Better get cherry before cherry bounce

Cherry Cherry
Holding steady
Cherry Cherry
You know that sometimes you’ve got to wait for a sure shot

Taking a a a a a adderall
Slinging rhymes like spitballs up in study hall
She was a professor of fluid linguistics
I was always hung up on the sexual logistics

That was in the day before the Patron
And the Cuervo Gold and the Wild Irish Rose
She goes soft in the evening and sour in the morning
She's sweet when it rains but she melts when it's pouring

I want her in my life
But if she's just sloppy drunk
Then it won't be no fun

Cherry Cherry
Holding steady
Cherry Cherry
You know that sometimes you’ve got to wait for a sure shot