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I love my cherry bowl better than I love myself
I love my cherry bowl better than I love myself
Ah now, but she didn't really love me
She loved something else, she loved something else
I left my cherry bowl standing, standing at the back door crying
I left my cherry bowl standing, standing at the back door crying
Ah now, but she didn't really love me
She loved that cherry wine, she loved that cherry wine
Well, you take the southern, my brother, I'll take the southern thing
Well, you take the southern, my brother, I'll take the southern thing
I'm gonna ride on the red door
'Til she come back to me, 'til she come back to me
I left my cherry bowl standing at the back door crying
I left my cherry bowl standing, standing at the back door crying
Ah now, but she didn't really love me
She loved that cherry wine
Ah now, but she didn't really love me
She loved that cherry wine