Peaches

Strolling along, mindin' my own business

Well, there goes a girl and a half

She's got me goin' up and down

She's got me going up and down

Walking on the beaches, looking at the peaches

Well, I got the notion, girl, that you got some suntan lotion in that bottle of yours

Spread it all over my peeling skin, baby, that feels real good

All this skirt lappin' up the sun, lap me up

Why don't you come on and lap me up?

Walking on the beaches, looking at the peaches

Well, there goes another one just lying down on the sand dunes

I better go take a swim and see if I can cool down a little bit

'Cause you and me, woman, we got a lot of things on our minds

You know what I mean

Walking on the beaches, looking at the peaches

Will you just take a look over there? (Where? There)

Is she tryin' to get out of that clitoris?

Liberation for women, that's what I preach

Preacher man

Walking on the beaches, looking at the peaches

Oh, shit, there goes the charabanc

Looks like I'm gonna be stuck here the whole summer

Well, what a bummer

I can think of a lot worse places to be

Like down in the streets or down in the sewer

Or even on the end of a skewer

Down on the beaches, just look at all the peaches

Down on the beaches, just look at all the brown bodies

Down on the beaches, just look at all the sunglasses

Down on the beaches, just look at all the peaches

Down on the beaches, just look at all the peaches

Down on the beaches, just look at all the peaches

Down on the beaches