Cherry Fields Forever
I like to get
I like to get
I like to get
I like to get
I like to get
I like to get
I like to get
I like to get
I like to get down, like to get down
Like to get down, like to get
Down, down, down, down
I like to get
Down, down, down, down
I like to get
I like to get, get, get
Get down
I want to be under someone's daughter
Want to be fucked like I'm not somebody's daughter
Girls looking soft as gossamer
Channel Dahmer and eat your heart out, that's karma
Liquor got me speaking glossolalia
I want to throw the wind caution
I want to fornicate on fucking focaccia
Wolf of Wall Street but my pastures grassier
I got a taste for cherry ripe lips
How many licks until I get
Maraschino on my lips
Maraschino on my lips
My vices got me in a vice grip
How many licks until I get
Maraschino on my lips
Maraschino on my lips
I like to get down, like to get down
Like to get down, like to get
Down, down, down, down
I like to get
Down, down, down, down
I like to get
I like to get, get, get
Get down
It's hot in here, we're sweating
You feel like satin
I'll wear you out like you're in fashion
And sometimes you an actress
When the cameras are flashing
Virgin Mary reenacting
Then you get on my mattress
She turns into Mary Magdalene
That thing like the pink Atlantic
I backstroke, I like to splash in
Turn this bitch into the Vatican (Oh God)
And
I like to get down
Like to get down, like to get down
Like to get
Down, down, down, down
I like to get
Get down, get, get down
Get down, get, get
Get down, get, get down
Get down, get, get
Get down, get, get down
Get down, get, get
Get down, get, get down
Get down, get, get
Get down, get down
Get down, get down
Get, get, get
Get down, get down
Get down, get down
Get, get, get
Get down, get down
Get down, get down
Get, get, get
Get down, get down
Get down, get down
Get, get, get
Get, get, get
Get, get, get
Chin deep in you
(My vices)
Split me in two
(In a vice grip)
Chin deep
(My vices)
Split me
(In a vice grip)
Chin deep in you
(My vices)
Split me in two
(In a vice grip)
Gently
(My vices)
Split me in two
(In a vice grip)
I like to get
I like to get
I like to get
I like to get
I like to get
I like to get
I like to get
I like to get down, like to get down
Like to get down, like to get
Down, down, down, down
I like to get
Down, down, down, down
I like to get
I like to get, get, get
Get down
I want to be under someone's daughter
Want to be fucked like I'm not somebody's daughter
Girls looking soft as gossamer
Channel Dahmer and eat your heart out, that's karma
Liquor got me speaking glossolalia
I want to throw the wind caution
I want to fornicate on fucking focaccia
Wolf of Wall Street but my pastures grassier
I got a taste for cherry ripe lips
How many licks until I get
Maraschino on my lips
Maraschino on my lips
My vices got me in a vice grip
How many licks until I get
Maraschino on my lips
Maraschino on my lips
I like to get down, like to get down
Like to get down, like to get
Down, down, down, down
I like to get
Down, down, down, down
I like to get
I like to get, get, get
Get down
It's hot in here, we're sweating
You feel like satin
I'll wear you out like you're in fashion
And sometimes you an actress
When the cameras are flashing
Virgin Mary reenacting
Then you get on my mattress
She turns into Mary Magdalene
That thing like the pink Atlantic
I backstroke, I like to splash in
Turn this bitch into the Vatican (Oh God)
And
I like to get down
Like to get down, like to get down
Like to get
Down, down, down, down
I like to get
Get down, get, get down
Get down, get, get
Get down, get, get down
Get down, get, get
Get down, get, get down
Get down, get, get
Get down, get, get down
Get down, get, get
Get down, get down
Get down, get down
Get, get, get
Get down, get down
Get down, get down
Get, get, get
Get down, get down
Get down, get down
Get, get, get
Get down, get down
Get down, get down
Get, get, get
Get, get, get
Get, get, get
Chin deep in you
(My vices)
Split me in two
(In a vice grip)
Chin deep
(My vices)
Split me
(In a vice grip)
Chin deep in you
(My vices)
Split me in two
(In a vice grip)
Gently
(My vices)
Split me in two
(In a vice grip)
Credits
Writer(s): Francesca Wexler
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