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, Id 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 Natures candy in my hand or can or a pie
Millions of peaches, peaches for me Millions of peaches, peaches for free