sweet little cherry got her hands in her pockets
and she's waiting for a downtown train
in her hi-heel boots with the straps hung low
and her head hanging down in shame
the wolves dress up just like sheep
and they go and hit the town
cherry never see's them
but they're hanging all around

you'll see, yea i'm tempted by the cherry tree
you'll see, yea i'm tempted by the cherry tree

sweet little cherry got her switch blade jimmy
to come and take her down to fourth and main
her mind in a haze of better days
before her body was an ad compaign
now the filthy crooks in pocket books
are all that cherry see's
dashboard thug's and backseat haul's
her down onto her knee's

yea i am tempted, i am weak
yes i'm too weak to try to speak
oh, no
yea i am tempted, i'm ashamed
oh i'm ashamed, and i'm to blame
oh, no

you'll see, yea i'm tempted by the cherry tree
you'll see, yea i'm tempted by the cherry..

sweet little cherry took the last bus home
in the middle of the pouring rain
she saw the bad boy's sleeping
and the good girls weeping
through the fog on the window panes
cherry wants to make it right
but she never has a prayer
cause as long as there are bad boys
they'll be penny millionaires

yea i am tempted, i am weak
yea i'm too weak to try to speak
oh, no
yea i am tempted, i'm ashamed
oh i'm ashamed, and i'm to blame
oh, no

you'll see, yea i'm tempted by the cherry tree
you'll see, yea i'm tempted by the cherry