Elijah Cruise - Chérie Lyrics

Flower girl with a short cut
Gives so much but never enough
Knows what she wants but never a word
Watch her hips swing hard to the radio
I love her, she needs sleep
A back rub and a sweet treat
Overwhelmed by the history
She needs a weed pen and some earrings
Out of touch with the free world
She got a mean side with her backstroke
You mess with her, she's gonna cut your brakes
But you mess with her, I'm gonna cut your throat
Fine lines and riptides
Met her first in the springtime
Swear to God she doesn't need me
But I'm still right here we're the dream team
Get faded in love
Can't give her enough
My sweetheart
My sweetheart
Get faded in love
Can't give her enough
My sweetheart
My sweetheart
She's a dancer, impressor
Got a real smooth demeanor
Took a crash course in reality
And learned fast that men leave
I'm a lover boy, she's a butterfly
But she's got no time for a lullaby
Gotta hold it up till the summertime
And take a deep dive in the tidelines
Long drives, telephones
Late night hums on the radio
Feedback loop from the stereo
She gets so turnt up to Chappell Roan
Get faded in love
Can't give her enough
My sweetheart
My sweetheart
Get faded in love
Can't give her enough
My sweetheart
My sweetheart
I know it's not much
Not nearly enough
I'll give it all up
I'll give you my heart
I know it's not much
Not nearly enough
I'll give it all up
I'll give you my heart
Get faded in love
Can't give her enough
My sweetheart
My sweetheart
Get faded in love
Can't give her enough
My sweetheart
My sweetheart