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Uh-oh, here she come She got them gold hot pants on again Yeah man I wanna talk, but I don't know her She's a peach She was dark - she was tan She made me glad 2 be a man She was young - she was smart Just one glance and she stole my heart The kinda girl U wanna teach She's a peach Summertime, feelin' fine Gettin' 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 Hey She was pure, every ounce I was sure when her titties bounced Every way she's a winner Turn a gay preacher 2 a sinner Letras de cancionesNo one U want your mama meet She's a peach (Look at that girl playin' 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 2 think she could love me This kinda girl's always outta reach She's a peach Hey She's a peach Hey Fuck with that From Letras Mania