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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeSherry Darling
Your mamma's yappin' in the back seatTell her to push over and move them big feetEvery Monday morning I gotta drive her down to the unemployment agencyWell this morning I ain't fighting tell her I give upTell her she wins if she'll just shut upBut it's the last time that she's gonna be ridin' with me(Chorus)You can tell her there's a hot sun beatin' on the blacktopShe keeps talkin' she'll be walkin' that last blockShe can take a subway back to the ghetto tonightWell I got some beer and the highway's freeAnd I got you, and baby you've got me.Hey, hey, hey whataya say Sherry Darlin'Now there's girls melting on the beachAnd they're so fine but so far out of reachCause I'm stuck in traffic down here on 53rd streetNow Sherry my love for you is realBut I didn't count on this package dealAnd baby this car just aint big enough for her and me(Chorus)So you can tell her there's a hot sun beatin' on the blacktopShe keeps talkin' she'll be walkin' that last blockShe can take a subway back to the ghetto tonightWell I got some beer and the highway's freeAnd I got you, and baby you've got me.Hey, hey, hey whataya say Sherry Darlin'Well let there be sunlight, let there be rainLet the brokenhearted love againSherry we can run with our arms open before the tideTo all the girls down at Sacred HeartAnd all you operators back in the ParkSay hey, hey, hey whataya say Sherry Darlin'Hey, hey, hey, whataya say Sherry Darlin'
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