Cherry Bon Bon

When I was a child
If I pleaded to my grandmother
Sometimes she'd let me stay up late
This makes my heart race the same way
Becoming an adult
Wasn't a misunderstanding
But I'm sure I remember it
It has the same flavor as it did back then

Cherry, cherry, cherry bon-bon
My cherry, cherry, cherry bon-bon
I wonder if I hear
Even the songs I listened to as a kid
In a whole different way now?
I'll make my dust-covered CD player
Into a time machine
And take back my feelings
I'm sure I remember it
It has the same flavor as it did back then