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