Octave - Peach lyrics

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 2 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 Peach