Uh, oh, here she come She got them gold hot pants on again Yeah, man I wanna talk, but I dunno She's a Peach
She was dark, she was tan She made me glad to be a man She was young, she was smart Just one glance and she stole my heart
The kinda girl you wanna teach She's a Peach
Summertime, feelin' fine, getting wild All that's on my mind Here she come, dressed in red Get her done, is all that's in my head
Her hot pants can't hide her cheeks She's a Peach
She was pure, every ounce I was sure when her titties bounced Every way, she's a winner Turn a gay preacher to a sinner
No one you want your mama meet She's a Peach
This is a girl plays hard to get I would die if I kissed her I would try, but I'm last on her list She's so cool and I'm so ugly
I'd be a fool to think she could love me This kinda girl's always out of reach She's a Peach PeachTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
