Yeah,lipstick is all on my collar
The fruit baby is on my vine
Well girl I'm gonna make a momma
Hoot and holler...out my name
You gotta quit all your complainin'
And baby tellin' me that I don't know
Because I know,you know and he knows
That life is just a honkey tonk show
Can't you hear them
Big city horns blowin'
Clear across the town
Let's take a cake walk over to Gabriel
And blow your Cherry Poppin' Daddy down
Oh yeah,Cherry Poppin' Daddy down
Yeah,lipstick is all on my collar
The fruit baby is on my vine
Well girl,I'm gonna make a momma
Hoot and holler...out my name
