... Gonna eat me a lot of peaches!
Peaches come from a can. They were put there by a man in a factory downtown. If I had my little way, I'd eat peaches every day; sun-soaking bulges in the shade.
I took a little nap where the roots all twist, squeezed a rotten peach in my fist and dreamed of you... woman. Poked my finger down inside and made a little place for an ant to hide; nature's candy in my hand... or can... or pie.
I'm moving to the country; gonna eat a lot of peaches.
Millions of peaches, peaches for me. Millions of peaches, peaches for free.
LOOK OUT!
Peaches come from a can. They were put there by a man in a factory downtown. If I had my little way, I'd eat peaches every day; sun-soaking bulges in the shade.
I took a little nap where the roots all twist, squeezed a rotten peach in my fist and dreamed of you... woman. Poked my finger down inside and made a little place for an ant to hide; nature's candy in my hand... or can... or pie.
I'm moving to the country; gonna eat a lot of peaches.
Millions of peaches, peaches for me. Millions of peaches, peaches for free.
LOOK OUT!
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