Cherry Red - B.B. King

Run here, pretty mama

Sit down on your daddy’s knee

So I can tell everybody

How you’ve been sending me

Mama, if this is your secret

You better keep it to yourself

Because if you tell me

I might, I might tell somebody else

I like it red, big fat mama

With the meat shakin' on her bone

And every time she walks down the street

Some steely the woman and longs to home

And longs to home

I want you to take me, pretty mama

I want you to love me, mama

Till my face turns like cherry red