because cherries relate to a woman's lower lips, and they are wonderful
2007-07-17 17:35:32
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answer #1
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answered by Anonymous
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If life is a bowl of cherries, what am I doing in the pits?
I have never know the origin of this but I will look back to see.
2007-07-18 01:05:07
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answered by mysticalviking 5
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People are queer, they're always crowing, scrambling and rushing about;
Why don't they stop someday, address themselves this way?
Why are we here? Where are we going? It's time that we found out.
We're not here to stay; we're on a short holiday.
Life is just a bowl of cherries.
Don't take it serious; it's too mysterious.
You work, you save, you worry so,
But you can't take your dough when you go, go, go.
So keep repeating it's the berries,
The strongest oak must fall,
The sweet things in life, to you were just loaned
So how can you lose what you've never owned?
Life is just a bowl of cherries,
So live and laugh at it all.
Life is just a bowl of cherries.
Don't take it serious; it's too mysterious.
At eight each morning I have got a date,
To take my plunge 'round the Empire State.
You'll admit it's not the berries,
In a building that's so tall;
There's a guy in the show, the girls love to kiss;
Get thousands a week just for crooning like this:
Life is just a bowl of . . . aw, nuts!
So live and laugh at it all!
http://www.mondaypapers.com/cover_songs/bowlofcherries.html
http://www.phrases.org.uk/bulletin_board/8/messages/19.html
2007-07-20 10:07:00
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answered by d_r_siva 7
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The phrase is in a 1931 song by Lew Brown, but
it's worded "Life is just a bowl of cherries"
I think it means life is sweet, enjoyable, but it does
have pits.
2007-07-18 03:41:06
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answered by S T 5
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"Life Is Just a Bowl of Cherries" is a popular song.
The music was written by Ray Henderson, the lyrics by Buddy G. DeSylva and Lew Brown. The song was published in 1931.
There you go! Below is a reference.
2007-07-18 01:48:22
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answered by Cinthia Round house kicking VT 5
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