(Ralph Covert -Waterdog Music / ASCAP)

Bomb
Long hair or legs as in a girl
A dancing girl with laughing eyes
And a smile that hits you like a bomb

Love
Is not a person or a place
It's not a perfume or a face
But sometimes it's all of the above

You try as a guy an ordinary guy to live your life
With friends a job and nights
Dreaming of a girl to love

And so it goes we know we hide the things we hide
Inside we try we tell the tales we tell
And even so you hope it won't be long
Until you find your cherry bomb

She's a girl
An ordinary girl or maybe more
Sometimes it's hard to see what there could be
Inside of you and me...

And so it goes we know we hide the things we hide
Inside we try we tell the tales we tell
And even so you hope it won't be long
Until you find your cherry bomb

You try as a guy an ordinary guy to live your life
With friends a job and nights
Dreaming of a girl to love

And so it goes we know we hide the things we hide
Inside we try we tell the tales we tell
And even so you hope it won't be long
Until you find your cherry bomb

Your cherry bomb... dreaming of that cherry bomb... your cherry bomb.