Peaches The Moonies

[Chorus]
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, mmm)
I get my fig from California (That's right, girl)
I took my plum up to the North, yeah (Delicious thing)
I get my lime right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

[Verse 1]
And I see you (Oh), the way I breathe you in (In)
It's the texture of your skin
I wanna wrap my arms around you, maybe
Never let you go, oh
And I say, oh, there's nothing like your touch
It's the way you lift me up, yeah
And I'll be right here with you 'til the end (of time)

[Chorus]
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, mmm)
I get my fig from California (That's right, girl)
I took my plum up to the North, yеah (Delicious thing)
I get my lime right from thе source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

[Verse 2]
You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya
All I could want, all I can wish for
Night snore that we miss more
And days we save as souvenirs
There's no time, I wanna make more time
And give you my whole life
I left my fruits, I'm in my Yorker
Hate to leave them, call it torture
Remember when I couldn't hold them
Left the baggage for a mover