Cherry Terror
As the sun sets my mind runs with the thoughts that I'm stung with
Ever since Cinderella stung me I've been sprung since
Only wanted for the helicopter gunships
As my tongue slips Cherry Terror
In the woods my friends love to play
A-Team business on the menu press play
Talk about the Anchor, talk about the Navy , talk about the pain I still carry
Some fathers, some a couple hard heads
but they all good men or they wouldn't walk with me
Talk about the Navy, Talk about the Anchor
The weight you couldn't carry it
Talking 250 tons it would bury you
Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2016
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