| Baby gotta quit your cryin'
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| About your lyin' to your old man
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| Because I know, you know and he knows
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| I’m your Cherry Poppin' Daddy man
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| I wanna give ya little taste of heaven
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| And he only wants to hold your hand
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| Because I know, you know and he knows
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| I’m your Cherry Poppin' Daddy man
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| Good God, Cherry Poppin' Daddy man
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| Yeah, lipstick is all on my collar
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| The fruit baby is on my vine
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| Well girl I’m gonna make a momma
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| Hoot and holler. |
| out my name
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| You gotta quit all your complainin'
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| And baby tellin' me that I don’t know
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| Because I know, you know and he knows
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| That life is just a honky tonk show
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| Can’t you hear them
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| Big city horns blowin'
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| Clear across the town
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| Let’s take a cake walk over to Gabriel
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| And blow your Cherry Poppin' Daddy down
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| Oh yeah, Cherry Poppin' Daddy down
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| Yeah, lipstick is all on my collar
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| The fruit baby is on my vine
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| Well girl, I’m gonna make a momma
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| Hoot and holler… out my name |