The naughty ladies of Cherry HillHave hit the town like a bomb.
The back fence gossip ain't been this good
Since Margie ran off with Uncle Tom!
Our town was peaceful and quiet
Before they came on the scene
The ladies have started such a riot
Disturbin' the suburban routine.
You should see how they carry on
With their admirers galore
They must be giving them quite a thrill
The way the guys all flock to their door.
They throw those 'come-hither' glances
To ev'ry Tom, Glen & Wayne
When offered some liquid refreshment
These ladies, they never complain!
The naughty ladies of Cherry Hill
Have the town in a whirl;
The naughty ladies of Cherry Hill
Me o' my, oh what cute girls.
The thing they're trying to pin on them
Won't hold much long, I'm sure.
Beneath the powder and fancy lace
There beats little hearts sweet and pure.
They just need someone to change them
Then they'll be nice as can be.
"If you in the neighborhood, Stranger'
You're welcome to drop in and see."
The naughty ladies of Cherry Hill
So delightful to hold;
The naughty ladies of Cherry Hill
They're delectable - quite respectable
And they're only two weeks old!
(Written and sung by Vicky & Kris
for a Heidi's & Heather's baby shower)
7 comments:
Such a cute rhyme - it definitely smacks of my mother. That's a good thing :)
Sioux, as I was reading the verses I kept thinking, "I have got to mention to Sioux that song was used for her baby shower." thinking what a coincidence that you picked it to put on your blog. Then I reach the bottom of your posting and see that you not only remembered that, but you still had all the words. I'm impressed. And a big happy birthday to a great pair of twins that everyone was totally convinced would be a pair of boys. What a beautiful surprise they were and how beautiful they still are. Best Wishes.
Vickers - Of course I still have the words! I made a copy for each of them to have with some poetry I've done for them. They were a GREAT surprise!
I am a twin girl too and everyone thought we were one boy!
Well, back in the 'olden days', we didn't do ultrasounds and so they just went by heartbeat. It wasn't until I was 7 mos. that I finally went into the doctor and complained about how HUGE I was. He then sent me across the street with my 20 mo. old Curtis to get an X-ray. When I heard the technicians laughing, I knew my card had been punched!
Picture perfect poesy! Nicely done.
CUTE CUTE CUTE, GIRLS, POEM, AND THE MOM THAT HAD THEM!
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