Hey

Yeah, you

You had a dark, y vibe about ya
And the strange way you turn me on
The way you look said a lot about ya
As if you really didn't give a uhh!
I told myself not to fall for you
'Cause I can see that you don't [bad word] I should've just walked away
But your eyes were telling me to stay [bad word]  why do the wild ones turn me on
 [bad word] ]
It's like cherry pie, you can't deny it
Driving fast, you ought to try it
That's what it feels like
Letting ... touch you everywhere [bad word] and didn't care
That's what it feels like

real rebel kinda fella
The kind that I would never [bad word] I could read what your mind was thinking
It's like you still didn't give a--hey!
It's funny how those kind of guys
Have a way of getting what they want
And even good girls, though they try
You see, they just can't seem to stay away [bad word]  why do the wild ones turn me on
 [bad word] ]
It's like cherry pie, you can't deny it
Driving fast, you ought to try it
That's what it feels like
Letting ... touch you everywhere [bad word] and didn't care
That's what it feels like

It's like cherry pie, you can't deny it
Driving fast, you ought to try it
Oh, that's what it feels like
Letting ... touch you everywhere [bad word] and didn't care
Oh baby, that's what it feels like

I can be your cherry pie and
You can be my cream on top [bad word] on!

I can be your cherry pie and
You can be my cream on top

It's like cherry pie, you can't deny it
Driving fast, you ought to try it
Oh, that's what it feels like
Letting ... touch you everywhere [bad word] and didn't care
Oh baby, that's what it feels like

It's like cherry pie, you can't deny it (cherry pie)
Driving fast, you ought to try it
Letting ... touch you everywhere [bad word] and didn't care (yeah, yeah)