There's a knife fight going on So I make my way to the bar There's a man getting high on the street, talking to girls So I walk in the sand and pull up a chair I roll up a smoke and I ask for a beer As a band strums along at the back of the room There's a cowgirl riding wild on a mechanical bull Then I melt to the floor as she walks on in Hmm, shaking her sugar
She got the peaches and cream She got the peaches and cream She got the peaches and cream She got the peaches and cream She got the peaches and cream
Oh, as she shakes a tambourine There's few with sugar and spice Oh, she'll have you on the floor Dancing through the night Wanted something smooth Something sweet to cool us down That takes away the memories Buried deep down
I think I'm starting to feel good I think I'm starting to feel fine I think I'm starting to feel good Yes, she's blowing my mind
She got the peaches and cream She got the peaches and cream She got the peaches and cream She got the peaches and cream She got the peaches and cream She got the peaches and creamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
