Lyrics:
Candi, custard and berry
Candi, peaches and creme
Candi, glazing and cherry
Candi, spicy and sticky
Candi, chocolate with cheese
Candi,
fall to pieces when I'm with you, I fall to pieces
My cherries and wine, rosemary and thyme
And all of my peaches (are ruined)
Love, is it real
must end in sad conclusion
If that's what you feel that's just how it will be
And I can't grow peaches on a cherry tree
When I see the peaches
tell somebody else
Cherry red
I said take me, woo, pretty mama
Oh, I want you to rock me
Choke me, rock me, baby
Throw me in that big brass bed
Yeah, well, I picked peaches in Georgia,
And I've lumberjacked in Maine
Been hired and fired and been in jail,
In 'bout every state you can name
This Georgia highway is crowded with break lights
And I'm here tonight
But I'm driving fast
In my mind
Cherry cheeks despite this sour life I'm
Pickin’ cherries, cream and peaches
Problems vary, it tastes sweeter
When it goes down, down
(Down, down, down, down) Down, down, down
(Down, down,
Uh huh,
But if you know I found the girl to marry,
Life can be a bowl of cherries, like
Peaches n' cream.
Don'tcha know what I mean?
Oh, oh,
girls that hate to see me go
Now they tried to hang me down in Oakland and they did in Frisco
But I wouldn't choke and I broke their rope and they had
yeah
There's no tree
That bears fruit as sweet as you, no
Apples, peaches
And cherries just won't do, ooh baby
Even the flowers and lollipops
tell somebody else
Cherry red
I said take me, woo, pretty mama
Oh, I want you to rock me
Choke me, rock me, baby
Throw me in that big brass bed
doo doo doo doo doo doo you can't grow peaches on a cherry tree
When I feel the peaches blossom I'll regret I said goodbye
I'll remember cherry
Up in the air
It's cherry bomb
You muthafuckas want war, then come get it
You muthafuckas want war, I don't want war
(Muthafuckas!)
Just take me
Always a gettin' in the trouble ha ha ha
And leavin' little girls who hate to see me go
I've picked peaches down in Georgia lumber-jacked up in Maine
yeah
It's no dreams
But with proof as sweet as you, no
Apples peaches and cherries
Just won't do, ooh baby
Even the flowers and lollipops
Could
long
If they wanna know, tell 'em I went home
Coming home
We got greens and cherry pie
Everyone ain't always nice
Well that's because they love
Right off the trees
Picking cherries
Yeah
Picking cherries
Yeah
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Apples, peaches and cherries
And apple and cherry,
And all kinds of berry,
And broccoli and Brussel sprout!
There lettuce, tomato,
Boiled new potato,
There spinach and celery and beet.
yeah
There's no tree
That bears fruit as sweet as you, no
Apples, peaches
And cherries just won't do, ooh baby
Even the flowers and lollipops
getting into trouble
And leaving little girls who hate to see me go
I picked peaches down in Georgia
Lumber jacked up in Maine
I've been hired
But I wouldn't choke, I broke the rope,
And they had to let me go,
'Cause I'm bad news, everywhere I go,
Always gettin' in trouble
And leavin'
And I can't grow peaches on a cherry tree
When I see the peaches blossom
I'll regret I said goodbye
I remember cherry kisses and I'll cry
But I
come again
You're my favorite friend
The pink the blue the green the yellow
The red the orange indigo
Peaches plums cherry blossoms
In this wonderland
Oh
Ride, ride, ride
On that cherry
Cherry horse
She's a red glitter
Choke cherry stallion
And I
I wanna ride (I have no words for where I'm goin')
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