Cherry – Amy Winehouse (Letras)

Her name is Cherry
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

Maybe we could talk bout things
If you was made of wood and strings
While I love her every sound
I dunno how to turn you down
You re so thick and my patience thin
So I got me a new best friend
With a pickup that puts you to shame
And Cherry is her name

And when I m lonely
Cherry s there
And she plays along
While I sing out my blues
I could be crying
And you don t care
You won t call me back
You re stubborn as mule
Maybe we could talk bout things
If you was made of wood and strings
You might think I ve gone too far
I m talking bout my new guitar

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