I got a big hot cherry bomb baby, and I’ve just lit the fuse,
I’m cockin’ my arm back honey, watch out, ‘cuz I’m gonna throw it right at you,
So now it’s a game of hot potato, who’s gonna be left holding it when it blows?
Will it be me again? oh it’s always me, but it could be you, ya know,
I wonder baby, do you know the secret? The elusive, heady spice?
That could kick this soup right up a notch, give it just that perfect bite?
Oh yeah, I wonder…
I’m thinkin’ you should move a little closer, rub against this feeling ’till it pops,
Like a red balloon, like a cherry bomb, come get it while it’s hot!