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Peaches Movin` to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches Movin` to the country, Gonna eat me a lot of peaches Movin` to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches Movin` to the country, gonna eat 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-soakin` bulges in the shade Take a little naps where the roots all twist Squished a rotten peach in my fist And dreamed about you, woman, I poked my finger down inside Make a little room for it to hide Nature`s candy in my hand or can or a pie Millions of peaches, peaches for me Millions of peaches, peaches for free Look out! Duplicate entry 'presidents of the united state-peaches' for key 'Artist' | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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