Cherry (исполнитель: Amy Winehouse)
Her name is Cherry. We've just met, but already she knows me better than you. She understands me, after 18 years, but 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 don't know how to turn you down, and you're so thick and my pages are thin, So I got me a new best friend With a pick-up that puts you to shame, [ From : [bad word] /www.elyrics.net/read/a/amy-winehouse-lyrics/cherry-lyrics.html ] and Cherry is her name. And when I'm lone-ly 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 a mule. May-be 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.