Tekst piosenki 'Cherry Red' wykonawcy Ida Maria

I've been such a good girl
Living in a bad world
Feel like I could use a gun
You've been all around town
Living it up, shooting down
Time is up, you'd better run
Run to my house tonight
Comb your hair like Elvis Presley
Put on those blue suede shoes
And your leather jacket

I'm going to be your girl tonight
I'm going to make you apple pie
I'm going to wear my cherry red
I'm going to give you lots of
I'm going to be your Stepford wife
You can cut me like a knife
I'm going to wear my cherry red
I'm going to give you lots of room in my bed

Meet me at the riverboat
Where all the freaks go
Round to the back tonight
Down in the casino
Where everyone that we know
Is blowing on the young cock fights
They say we're the mean ones
Run us out like clean ones
Put on those blue suede shoes
And your leather jacket

I'm going to be your girl tonight
I'm going to make you apple pie
I'm going to wear my cherry red
I'm going to give you lots of
I'm going to be your Stepford wife
You can cut me like a knife
I'm going to wear my cherry red
I'm going to give you lots of

Showtime

I'm going to be your girl tonight
I'm going to make you apple pie
I'm going to wear my cherry red
I'm going to give you lots of
I'm going to be your Stepford wife
You can cut me like a knife
I'm going to wear my cherry red
I'm going to give you lots of

I'm going to be your girl tonight
I'm going to make you apple pie
I'm going to wear my cherry red
I'm going to give you lots of
I'm going to be your Stepford wife
You can cut me like a knife
I'm going to wear my cherry red
I'm going to give you lots of room in my bed

(by @sassyhaly)