Baby gotta quit your cryin'   About your lyin' to your old man   Because I know, you know and he knows   I'm your Cherry Poppin' Daddy man   I wanna give ya little taste of heaven   And he only wants to hold your hand   Because I know, you know and he knows   I'm your Cherry Poppin' Daddy man   Good God, Cherry Poppin' Daddy man      Yeah, lipstick is all on my collar   Well 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 of your complainin'   And baby tellin' me that I don't know   Because I know, you know and he knows   That life is just a honky tonk show   Can't you hear them   Big city horns blowin'   Clear across the town   Yeah, 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   Oh, the fruit baby is on my vine   Well girl, I'm gonna make a momma   Hoot and holler... out my name      Sax man!