Cherie Turner
Cherie Turner
Cherie Jumped from a Penthouse
dedicated herself to the Crowd,
The Night before The Offering,
she'd prayed and howled,
How to be a true artist
And what it's all about
My Sweet Cherie - My Cherie, My Cherie, My Cherie
Cherie Jumped from a Penthouse
dedicated herself to the Crowd,
CNN plugged Her worldwide
said it was a Crime
They never stopped her
They unplugged her when she hit the ground
How to Be - My Cherie,
How to Be - My Cherie,
My Sweet Cherie - My Cherie, My Cherie, My Cherie
Well I swore I promised Turner
to scrape her of the Avenue
to keep Her, to burn Her
here in front of you
I tucked her in sixty jars
come see here we are
My Sweet Cherie - My Cherie, My Cherie, My Cherie
My Cherie, My Cherie, My Cherie
I performed her Poems
everybody sat and Gazed
Quite amazed of what they Heard
and I guess she never was a Poet
Quite amazed of what they Heard
and I guess she never was a Poet
How to Be - My Cherie,
How to Be - My Cherie,
My Sweet Cherie - My Cherie, My Cherie, My Cherie
My Cherie, My Cherie, My Cherie
My Cherie, My Cherie, My Cherie
Autor(es): Peter Heigaard Laursen