Let your bookcases and your shelves be your gardens and your pleasure-grounds. Pluck the fruit that grows therein, gather the roses, the spices, and the myrrh.

Judah Ibn Tibbon

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Peach
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Uh-oh here she come
She got them gold hot pants on again
Yeah man
I want to 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 want to 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 ******* 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 to 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
 
**** with that