Peaches Lyrics
| Song | Peaches |
| Artist | Dub Pistols |
| Artist | Terry Hall |
| Album | Speakers and Tweeters |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Senorita, I'd really love to meet ya | |
| Maybe sip some Magarita on the beach to set the mood | |
| And nothing would be sweeter | |
| Believe me senorita | |
| If I make ya I'll complete ya | |
| So make make me rude | |
| Please believe me | |
| I'm young, free and I'm easy | |
| And down for the sleazy | |
| Infact I freak completely | |
| From Brighton to Tahiti | |
| You can see me | |
| Walking on the beaches | |
| Looking at the peaches | |
| Don't get it twisted | |
| Cos yeah I'm voyeuristic | |
| But I aint some kind of misfit | |
| That's watching your every move | |
| No | |
| I mean I watch ya | |
| Your hot so I spot ya | |
| And the way you work the middle got me thinking bout food | |
| yo | |
| Peach perhaps, watermelons and baps | |
| While I'm trying to keep my rhymes | |
| Slack free and attract ya yo | |
| I'm the kind up early and packed to go | |
| Walking on the beaches | |
| Looking at the peaches | |
| We'll be walking on the beach | |
| With the sand beneath our feet | |
| And a peach within reach to the left and to the right | |
| And since there all ripe then I just got to get me some | |
| Cos I'm a man whose got a fetish for a peach and not a plum | |
| She probably runs laps | |
| Cos she's got heathy lungs | |
| Me I'm up with the sun and I'll be down until it done | |
| You need a little lotion, girl I'll rub it in | |
| When I'm… | |
| Walking on the beaches | |
| Looking at the peaches |
| Senorita, I' d really love to meet ya | |
| Maybe sip some Magarita on the beach to set the mood | |
| And nothing would be sweeter | |
| Believe me senorita | |
| If I make ya I' ll complete ya | |
| So make make me rude | |
| Please believe me | |
| I' m young, free and I' m easy | |
| And down for the sleazy | |
| Infact I freak completely | |
| From Brighton to Tahiti | |
| You can see me | |
| Walking on the beaches | |
| Looking at the peaches | |
| Don' t get it twisted | |
| Cos yeah I' m voyeuristic | |
| But I aint some kind of misfit | |
| That' s watching your every move | |
| No | |
| I mean I watch ya | |
| Your hot so I spot ya | |
| And the way you work the middle got me thinking bout food | |
| yo | |
| Peach perhaps, watermelons and baps | |
| While I' m trying to keep my rhymes | |
| Slack free and attract ya yo | |
| I' m the kind up early and packed to go | |
| Walking on the beaches | |
| Looking at the peaches | |
| We' ll be walking on the beach | |
| With the sand beneath our feet | |
| And a peach within reach to the left and to the right | |
| And since there all ripe then I just got to get me some | |
| Cos I' m a man whose got a fetish for a peach and not a plum | |
| She probably runs laps | |
| Cos she' s got heathy lungs | |
| Me I' m up with the sun and I' ll be down until it done | |
| You need a little lotion, girl I' ll rub it in | |
| When I' m | |
| Walking on the beaches | |
| Looking at the peaches |
| Senorita, I' d really love to meet ya | |
| Maybe sip some Magarita on the beach to set the mood | |
| And nothing would be sweeter | |
| Believe me senorita | |
| If I make ya I' ll complete ya | |
| So make make me rude | |
| Please believe me | |
| I' m young, free and I' m easy | |
| And down for the sleazy | |
| Infact I freak completely | |
| From Brighton to Tahiti | |
| You can see me | |
| Walking on the beaches | |
| Looking at the peaches | |
| Don' t get it twisted | |
| Cos yeah I' m voyeuristic | |
| But I aint some kind of misfit | |
| That' s watching your every move | |
| No | |
| I mean I watch ya | |
| Your hot so I spot ya | |
| And the way you work the middle got me thinking bout food | |
| yo | |
| Peach perhaps, watermelons and baps | |
| While I' m trying to keep my rhymes | |
| Slack free and attract ya yo | |
| I' m the kind up early and packed to go | |
| Walking on the beaches | |
| Looking at the peaches | |
| We' ll be walking on the beach | |
| With the sand beneath our feet | |
| And a peach within reach to the left and to the right | |
| And since there all ripe then I just got to get me some | |
| Cos I' m a man whose got a fetish for a peach and not a plum | |
| She probably runs laps | |
| Cos she' s got heathy lungs | |
| Me I' m up with the sun and I' ll be down until it done | |
| You need a little lotion, girl I' ll rub it in | |
| When I' m | |
| Walking on the beaches | |
| Looking at the peaches |
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