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The girl with the silver on her face
Want to take her home
Meet mom and dad

Hard to tell
'bout a girl like this
She might smile or she might spit on them yeah

I want to scrub her face
and take her in my car
She plays with the radio
And it drives me mad

Smells like cherries
And you know it makes me hot
Talks about them as we drive away yeah

Cherries
The girl with the silver on her face   Want to take her home   Meet mom and dad      Hard to tell   'bout a girl like this   She might smile or she might spit on them yeah      I want to scrub her face   and take her in my car   She plays with the radio    And it drives me mad      Smells like cherries   And you know it makes me hot   Talks about them as we drive away yeah      Cherries
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